Quiet

“Quiet” by Trent Boswell

Quiet

From the upcoming album of electronic music

Crossing the Rubicon

Coming Soon

Lyrics:

ruthless angel,
bent on blood
ever-sought
endorphin flood

feast on heartbeat
of tender young
wily, sticky,
praise-dripping tongue

break accidental
steppingstone
precision, falling,
clockwork drone

caring for nothing
but small throne
calculations crunch
numbers, bone

no rancor, mess
rumor, hush
listen now,
quiet, shush

make a devil
but never tell
eat your silence,
control it well

bring your secrets
to curled, black lip
her favorite sound,
your blood, go drip

drink of the night
drink more than your fill
drink in the victory
drink to the kill

trophies invisible
trophies of flesh
all temples, divisible
empires mesh

quiet now, children,
and listen…
a story,
a clue

of course, you
didn’t hear it,
you were never
meant to


©2024 Kevin Trent Boswell

Lyrics in print in my book Chaos Comes Apart, available on Amazon:

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Author: Kevin Trent Boswell

Kevin Trent Boswell is a thing that once blinked briefly in and out of existence. It made noises and gestures while it lasted. The exact nature of its demise is unclear. Some sources say it collapsed beneath the weight of entropy and time. Other tertiary evidence suggests the possibility that it was destroyed by a predator, an accident, or perhaps even by itself. The truth of the matter is unknown. Luckily, no one cares.

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