Stuff

i only know as much as i can stuff in my head
a monstrous accumulation of trash & treasure
the ghosts in my closet & the beast beneath my bed
a stone’s throw away from a world with measure

a monstrous accumulation of trash & treasure
we only exist when fed by the storms
a stone’s throw away from a world with measure
an infinite world not yet eaten by worms

we only exist when fed by the storms
this world with a mighty tempest on the edge
an infinite world not yet eaten by worms
our demons lurking just outside on the ledge

this world with a mighty tempest on the edge
the ghosts in my closet & the beast beneath my bed
our demons lurking just outside on the ledge
i only know as much as i can stuff in my head