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Marco Nuzzo - Apotome (Single Track)

Only residue remains… the antalgic apotome… of marrow shards accusing the shatter. I am but scraps of what once cohered The antalgic apotome of marrow-lines Each ready to indict the fracture, the ruin Signifier-hunt turned self-adhesive lie Clinging to skin like belief gone septic I wear this flesh as a garment blooming With prison-tumors, cancerous wards Pretending windows onto spines Still warm with the fever of tomorrowC The Word descends like filthy snow On fools who clutch at righteous uncertainty On crusted shit the flies have long forsaken Even Jupiter's gaze finds no interest here I write To claw some thrill from my own throat To prove the mechanism still turns To prove I can still deceive myself Outside, fortune rains Drenching heads that forge their own rust Fortune rains… on rusting skulls And nothing greens again The fabric clings, malignant flowers unfurl Galley-prisons sprouting on every seam False balconies over backs that feign function Over heat that promises a dawn already dead I unravel in quadratic silence Irrational remainder subtracted from the whole Commensurable only in squared agony The apotome aches, numbs, accuses And still I stitch another verse The Verb falls equally On imbeciles and excrement No hierarchy survives the drift No fly returns for seconds I script these lines Not for salvation Not for witness Only to whisper to the void inside: “You still function… You can still lie…” I write to feel the pulse refuse to quit To taste the sting of self-betrayal Fortune pours in merciless sheets Baptizing crowns already corroded Heads that manufacture rust from grace I arrive at my own calice stained With nothing but the proof That even wreckage Can still pretend to bleed Antalgic… apotome… Fortune rains… On rust… On rust… …still function… …still lie… #metal #marconuzzo #apotome #avantgardemetal