Small - Effigy

Memory, clothesline

Concrete and cockroaches crawl through my mind

I’ve finally finished the prayer to my head

This small thought was fighting it had to be said

Seaside, holiday at night

Crawls out of the concrete in artificial light

I’ve finally finished the prayer to my head

This small thought was fighting it had to be said

Small

I never loved you

I only got used to you

Goodbye