Splinters from Loom by Frameworks

Time's a new splinter.  
Buried deep in the opposable thumb.
Finding new ways drive itself further.
Making you feel grimly aware the more you touch.
I keep thinking the body will reject it out.
Find a new way to calcify it down. 
Alternative means to grinding teeth.
Loosely kept terms only here to
make you feel more or less alive.
Redefining what it means to survive. 

Times a conceptual straight jacket.
Confining you to moments you wished to forget.
I want a past and future to forget. 
To live and die, a 
stand-in-line instant validation 

A few brief moments,
A few pure moments of gold.

Everything you didn't notice made you what you are today.

A foundation braced to break the backs.
A product of everything you lacked.
You stand up straight, poised and posed,
straight in line, splitter exposed.
Wanting on a validation, or further inclination 
that makes you feel better prepared. 

• Post-Hardcore
• Punk
• Gainesville