Morgue, Illinois

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Lamb Faucet

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Driving a dirtroad, I stop for directions and a rocking chair said "Hey now boy,
The only path to get where you're going is thru the mainroad of Morgue, Illinois
The townsfolk look rotted like funeral fodder but there's no need to feel alarmed
Though they breathe with wheezes and dismantle from breezes they're full of that ol' country charm"
Now at the outskirts of the village I see, wearing well-tailored suits and bonnets
There's corpsemen and deadgirls sat up on a park bench, they wave politely and pay their respects
I drive down the mainroad and take in the view, the town was beautiful though poorly maintained
Rustic, decaying like a lamb in a faucet while dead townies all swirl down the drain

Casket village
Deepening Northeastern void
Kafka Morgue, Illinois
Casket village
Slumbering Sleepyhead boy
Kafka Morgue, Illinois

The residents were mangled though they looked halfway there, there was intent to the steps which they took
Like a disease which was spreading or a web that's cocooning, their souls on the butchering hook
They attended to business and whispered with care, they tended to tasks and to chores
And though funeral processions are often so sorrowful, these folk found them such a bore
At the end of the mainroad, the townsfolk set bleachers, where upon they sat row after row
They all waved to greet me and though I was leaving, they smiled and waved a hello
This welcome committee at the edge of the city seemed eager to not let me leave
They descend from the bleachers and interlock shoulders, a chain of deadmen block the street

Casket village
Deepening Northeastern void
Kafka Morgue, Illinois
Casket village
Slumbering Sleepyhead boy
Kafka Morgue, Illinois

Step out of the drivers seat to gleam out their meaning and hear the whispers exchanged to their ears
I mistook their meaning as they ran straight toward me, a white flash rang out loud and clear
I opened my eyes to see them all youthful, they had clear skin and life in their eyes
I felt my neck rotting, it became hard to breathe, it spread to my head and I burst at the seams

Casket village
Deepening Northeastern void
Kafka Morgue, Illinois
Casket village
Slumbering Sleepyhead boy
Kafka Morgue, Illinois

Casket village
Deepening Northeastern void
Kafka Morgue, Illinois
Casket village
Slumbering Sleepyhead boy
Kafka Morgue, Illinois

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