Homemade braces
Flesh sags weakened about the restraint
Homemade braces
To his visage forever affixed
Taken from the dead
And faced opposing in mechanical jaws
Animal teeth. Severed, fitted, sharpened by stone
Well suited to the peculiar mastication of an obligate carnivore
From his vantage atop the widest of the obelisks
Scanning deep in the maw for prey
Then, slithering in and out of shadows
A glimmer in the moonlight
In the place between where the mountains end and the desert begins
Jutting out of the ground, bleached hard by the sun and cut down by the wind
A cathedral of spires, like fangs of the Earth, form a dizzying maze
Where a trail of dry bones leads back to the place where the false-tooth’d minotaur lays
And woe betide those who dare brave this path when the sunlight subsides
For he preys in the bitter cold dead of the night under tanned and stretched hides
There aint much to recall of the venturous fellows drawn foolishly in for a glimpse
They fell under the spell of the metal-faced prize and nobody’s heard from them since
And if of them outsiders seek to inquire they’ll be met with a stony reply
For there’s nary a word to be spoke of the beast who’s existence their taught to deny
But they cannot conceal their solicitous sighs when there’s talk of a party that’s traveling through
And they neither meet eyes with the bold and unwise nor come out to bid them adieu
Solemn the pillars are beckoning, stirring the unproven egos
“More shall be away to their doom”
Cracking compilation of unreleased songs from punk and garage bands in support of the recent Ghost Ship fire in Oakland. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 15, 2016