Death of a Thousand Ears

The dragon entangled and spooled
Too introspective for my own good
Burn the polaroid inside your head
and waste away dead feelings
dread and grief and happiness too
why don’t you? Cause when you
peel back the fingernails
Only a million ants crawl around
Like a forgotten meal dead carcass
Imaginative reel forgo the pain you deal
Always bout you not what others feel
But my child is real and she feels
The death of a thousand ears