Shadows and Rust

It’s a shame when reclusive seagulls in flames have no blissful name
It’s a shame when observable tomorrow has no articulate blame
It’s a shame when judgmental ball is so hopelessly small
and the whole world is a giant bastardized dark Cupid's game
It’s a shame humanity needs to play for moldy bredcrums
for pistols without resolute ame
It’s a shame all perfec…