Look… Ain’t no whistle. Ain’t no break. You breathe one thing… The whole room changes shape. You throw cheap… It don’t stay cheap. It picks up legs… It learns the street. You cut one corner… Thinking nobody knows. The shortest road gets longer coming home. Kick one rung… Whole ladder sways. Everybody swears the house got old… Nah… Somebody started shaking days. You can outrun your shadow… Can’t outrun its direction. Throw it hard… Watch it hunt. Cut one throat… Hear two fronts. Feed that flame… Wear that smoke. Load that round… Catch that choke. You build storms… Step outside. Same black cloud… Different sky. Call it what you gotta call it Soon enough… You’re eating… off… the plate… you served. Saw one man leave every room lighter… Never bought a single drink. Just knew how to hand somebody back to themselves. That’s wealth. Saw another drag bitterness like loose chain… Every doorway started sounding just the same. You think people forget. Hell… Wood remembers every axe. Glass remembers every crack. Tongues remember how you tasted. Long after you’re gone. Nothing vanishes. It changes pockets. Nothing dies. It changes drivers. Everything leaving you… Keeps your fingerprints. Even after it quits looking like your hands. Throw it hard… Watch it hunt. Cut one throat… Hear two fronts. Feed that flame… Wear that smoke. Load that round… Catch that choke. You build storms… Step outside. Same black cloud… Different sky. Call it what you gotta call it Soon enough… You’re eating… off… the plate… you served. So… Leave heavy… Wear heavy. Leave light… Sleep light. The world don’t hand out receipts. It hands… you back.
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