A Dead Man Will Not Attend Your Dinner Banquet

Head under metaphorical water, because I'm not truly drowning
But I want you to believe that I'm suffocating in a pool consisting
Of everything from the afterbirth to the liner of my coffin.

Synapse will cease to fire when the room goes quiet.
Because even my nervous system wants to hear the intricacies
Of every world formed from the mouth of someone like you.

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