Vagrant in Acetate

See it roam, floored like toweling
You watch as his ground materializes
He stands tall, fiercer than you’d recounted
He’s alone, stark and fucked up

He reminds you of countless crushed picks
His voice howls so distinct like barreling Evander
He’s a hymn, lacking verisimilitude, laden with vitality
Or at least that’s how I long to remember

Come in or out just like a vagrant in acetate
Just like the id that you never gave
Seeded cries, scribed in kennings
Just like a vagrant in acetate

See him jolt, fierce and pending
See the wakes of crass deliverances
I couldn’t cry with you I felt too unsure
I couldn’t whisper when I lost my breath control

So come in or out just like a vagrant in acetate
Just like the id that you never gave
Seeded cries, scribed in kennings
Just like a vagrant in acetate

The white quashed blood beats and moans
Like a vagrant in acetate
Just like the rush you deliberate
The faddish squeals of your past fate
Linger when you dissolve in acetate
Just like a vagrant in acetate