mandy says from winnowing by forest spirit, sun on your back

one word from fate and he’s assigned to walk
with a button on his chest which, if pressed,
would cause himself to detonate

he’s not so flexible these days, he walks alone
most of the time and scopes out opportunities to emigrate

hmm-mm-mm, la-da-da-da-dai-dai
oh-oh-oh, la-da-da-da-dai-dai

i am the sole surviving face
of a long-lost civilization
so please stop staring at my legs

and i am the only beautiful thing
in a world given up to damnation
and i no longer have a head
yeah, i no longer have a head

and it never meant too much to me
my borders reined back in from the sea
my godhead sanded down by time
but everything, still i insist, it’s mine

and i am a walking testament
to the folly of all that i stand for
and i, i’ve seen this color twice
yeah, i, i’ve seen this color twice

and it never seemed so wrong to me
i chase my soldiers into the sea
i bite my nose off, spite my face
but i’m the only one left in this place,
why don’t you let this die
of its own accord, no silver sigh
and i crush scarabs, i crush men
i don’t think i will feel my shape again

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