Abandoning this life raft constructed from the wreckage The fabric of my psyche left floating disaffected Sunk like a wrench into my machinery Wash Flood and Drench the damage done to me Milk covers me completely Milk. Drink it. Drowning. Down. As hollow as a phantom, unsettled as a nimbus I try to catch my chains on a concept so ingenius It seems that to me a dour spell descends A weak artery draining towards an end Milk covers me completely Milk. Drink it. Drowning. Down. I feel a moving I feel a soothing I feel a cooling A retooling Grace as it's placed over my wooden head A coat thick as cream fortifies these bones