stripe by stripe, i
chase after the
clock tock behind me
it's wrong, running rapid
riddled with rabbit rabid
dancing delerium
dark dangers dangle
derelict!

— SILENCE —

violence: gnomes, the
creeping craftymen,
wrestle this love
from my grasp

joylashing kind demons
with the prize,
they caravan away
and i'm awoken by
laughter

it's you
above me always
sullen stings
mulling things
culling pings
dulling dings
pulling strings

i was me
peeled from you
flaking pieces of myself
amidst the dust and
fumes of your amenorrhea

plunging topsy turvy
in whirlpools, without
air i finally glimpse
that victorious sneer
the day you would
flush me

return to sea
retorn to see
i am he