Cosmonaut
At the Drive-In
We sample from the shelves
Tore a page out from this chapter
Deface the essays in the book that you're reading
We are the leaches that stop the bleeding
Deficit attention program
By any means necessary
Blare sirens to the library
Whisper instructions to the book-wormed glossary
Is it heavier than air-tell us, is the black box lying?
Aeronautics hacked
The spine of paragraphs
Prepare to indent, a coma that read-
Floating in a soundproof costume
Here comes the monolith
Brass knuckles for the hissie fit
An abbreviation for the landing of fleets
Incoming
Position the stitches-like miles of torpedoes
Permission was hinted
Lungs that hollered in a sleeper hold
Is it heavier than air-am i supposed to die alone?