A fear of death
A lack of breath
And incense in my mouth
A sudden cough
A perfumed trough
A slimy feeling throat
I lie upon
A filthy bed
And look about the room
To find that in
My sleep I’ve died
And, now, am in a tomb
– Jesse Doiron
A fear of death
A lack of breath
And incense in my mouth
A sudden cough
A perfumed trough
A slimy feeling throat
I lie upon
A filthy bed
And look about the room
To find that in
My sleep I’ve died
And, now, am in a tomb
– Jesse Doiron