Thanks to Nashville on the Move for the photograph.

I’m an empath at an impasse to outlast this world
I look past this sad cast to plays fast unfurled
so quick slip that page flip and trip on the stage
just set quick my broke hip we’ll zip on our way
to places where faceless seats space-less amounts
and baseless men hate this the graceless accounts
where lowly kings slowly kill prole for game
wholly from holey to holy no shame
each act is jam packed and full lacking in tact
my stacked track  to impact I’m sure to get whacked
and here’s where my story and glory end gory
my name is the quarry in a hoary old corrie


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