Things

Burn inside me
A phantom, a liar
I try to feed you
With things and more things

You're dead
Like I want you
They told me to make you
They walk in a line

I don't listen to you
There are more urgent voices
Alive, I'm alive
And you're dead

Blind to the clones
Who scream in my ears
Stab me with crosses
Blood from their slaughter

Give me what's expected
And die more each day
Take what you're given
Raining down over me
 
Burn all the art
And eat all the books
Fill your belly
With things and more things

They float out to sea
With your forgotten body
My ashes orbit
With nothing inside