Gone but Not Entirely - Cloakroom

Spent a few days returning to society

I thanked the new and the old gods too

For reassuring me

I knew 'em by name

They crumbled under scrutiny

We drank harsh teas and we burned offerings

To stare death in the face

Newly attuned to the secrets

Whom the day and night exchange

Changing my shape

Removing my impurities

They’re gone but not entirely

I was gone but not entirely

All that I can consume and to all I’ll subdue

All that I can destroy and all I’ll remove