Текст песни A Sacred Bore - Kapil Seshasayee

An aperture that neither
Offers me a shelter or retreat
And failing that, acknowledge
What at best just dulls the atrophy

Not for long

In so far as my failure to word a stasis, or foray in
Such a way that my view serves
Zoetropes of advantage

All in all
If you'd rather
Let it all just go to waste

Parochial
A savant
Fearing he won't
Let go
Pairing my own
Myopic concerns
With an escape