I swim alone at night
I walk alone on the night streets
I stare at my reflection in puddles on my own
I wipe my snot with no one's offering to help
I look at the sky and see the clouds moving and dissipating
I look at the trees and their green leaves
I look at my feet and see my socks
I look at the four walls surrounding me
I count the stars perched on the ceiling
I look at the door and read all of those little doodles
I look at my hands and see nothing but skin
My memories run in a circle
Around my rotten core
No more superpowers
I search my brain and get lost in the void
I pinch myself
To test
To see
To feel
To search
For a nerve alive
For a spark
Proof that I am still here
That I am not dreaming
That this is all tangible reality
It is reality
But purely misty
It is an upside-down abstraction
Disturbingly relaxing
So I let go
And melt
I am a candle in the heat
And
I melt
Anger and rage
I am steaming froth
Fragile, shattered snowflakes and melted soul
Boom! Boom! Explosion!
I am a dried corn seed, popping over exhaustion
Resisting resistance
Through the mist
Moisture sets itself on my burning bones
It is cold now
Way to cold
My entire wax being solidifies
Into a lacquered puddle of goo

Skin over fat over muscle over bone
Lashes fall, hair falls too
Teeth fall
******* droop
Skin crackles
Eyes tire
Fingers crumble
Too much time left, no time at all
Bone inside skin mushed with fat stored in muscle
Guaranteed recipe to drool
Bottles of wine and sparkling water
Big salad bowl is what you are in lunacy
Crystal clear from the outside
Inside inward outward
Lost in direct directions
Entrails wrapped around the neck
Snaking under the satin cloak
Forming bumps and jiggly jello waves
Insides are alive in perpetual motion
Betraying your own self
Killing what was left
To build a new something
A brand new anything
Out of scratch and debris
Out of blood and kneecaps
Out of arteries and vessels
Ties and knots
Stabilizing the masterpiece
No brains remains
A happy catastrophe

Let us bloom under the moonlight
Like withered flowers waiting patiently for their roots to grow back
For the night is the only time of the day
Or the day is the only time of the night
When life stretches itself and memories become vulnerable to the light
The eyes roll and turn
They strike face to face with the brain
In front of a thousand whispers
A thousand cries
Rotten kisses and gullible lies
Stroke a shell on the searing sand
Every little grain shivers against its neighbor
And the whole beach arouses to the perturbation
A stranger yet so inoffensive
But even microscopic acarines
Whirl in the wind of a sneeze
So before starting to snap your tongue on the roof of your mouth
Catch your words in your throath
And taste them
Guzzle
Do not forget their savor
Catch them fast
If you are not as swift as a tender breeze
You will swallow your own thick tongue
You will become your words
And these words will reflect you
A big satisfying outcome
How solemn would it be
To dance to the rhythm
Of your baked coal heart
Drumming on its cage

Sing sing to me again
Lullabies would sooth my ears
My hair would soften back
Sing sing to me again
À la claire fontaine
Milk used to slide down my throat
Used to, used to
Play with your nails
That would sooth my nerves
Oh mami, sing sing to me again
Maybe I would sleep
Your tender tender voice
Makes me cry and weep
I would recall those years
I used to rest my eyes
Wake them up again
And see the world
Painted with colors
Stuffed with glee
Like one of the big bright toys
I used to sing along with
You used to sing along with
Oh please sing to me one more time
I hope to wake up one day
In the midst of the hay
I would look up at the sky
And watch these birds fly high, so high
They would seem to pierce the stretched end of our end
And your voice would echo through their beaks
A thin needle would set it all on fire
Reflecting the last melted rays of sunlight
I would smile
And breath smoke through my nose
Fill my lungs
Till they go numb again
Till they deflate
And I would have nothing to do
But wait
For them to flatten and slacken
Like Dali's melting clocks
I would mistake my blurred vision with the dotted birds, with the blotches smeared upon your apron
The echo of your silence would never fade away
I would kiss the void, unclasping me from you
Knowing that it is finally time
Time to say goodbye

The sun sets and rises
From earth's perspective
Drink a cup of water
Wear the left shoe
Then the right sock
Put some lipstick on
Or shave the little prickling hairs
Go to school, to work
Come back
The light dies
Some die too, momentarily
Others try to
Until the void disappears again
Momentum
And the vicious circle has us all
Trapped, caged in between it's knuckles
Was it destined to be?
To go on
Try to change and the world rages against you
In the shape of a flame, with shattered sharpened teeth
Devoured and mourned
Tears are spilled above rusty tombs
Go back to where you came from
Or take another step into oblivion
Enter the darkness again
Or a room splashed by billions of suns
So many
That every little dark patch merges with each beaming corner
The hollows are hard boiled eggs
White
So shiny, so bright
So full of blankness
Blinded by the similarity
That looks like that looks like that
Luminosity rushes throughout the corneas
To the brains, travelling on neurons
Rush of brightness
Concussion
Loss of stability
A smirk, a wink
You die
No more probability
Everything drops to zero
And the sun rises again

There is no longer fear
Of the things that surround
When all and everything
Is a copy
An illusion
A vision
You perceive in you're own little mind
TV
The world is yours
The life is yours
Ruin it
***** it
Smother it with your puke
A care is not given
Until you make it seem
Like it is given
Personally
Do not take
Things your own way
Do not take things your own at all
Do not own
Just be
Without having do force the be
Without having to decorate yourself
With ornements and glitter
Be genuinely naked
Be bold and shimmer
With a coat of sticky sweat
Spread saliva on your chest
Show the world what you're worth
Nothing
Dust
Ashes
Worms
You are a worm
An eagle
And a tree
A cloud in the sky
The dazzling dark blue sky
But you are still nothing
Because you are so many things
And at the end
You are just a blank circle
Stuck pivoting
Faster than the fastest fast thing
Is the circle turning?
Inert?
Nimble platform
Stop

A bite of the nail
Three heartbeats
A stare then a glare
Four more
An empty parking lot
And flashlights
Blazing
Across the dust
A flicker of the lash
Doom doom doom
Again and again
Something swifts
Something drifts
Clockwise
In an unperceived motion
Something throughout the molecules
And particules
Underneath the thin air
Slightly above the tire prints
A feeling in the gut
In the brain
In the heart
Aghast by the ghostly ghouls
Shivers
Travelling
Through every pore
Unsnarling
Little towers on the back
On the neck
Molten faces
Figures
Mannequins
Melting
Molasses
Everywhere
A sick kind of sweetness
Strangling
Suffocating
With a smile
As wide
As the door
Opened
On the second floor
The one
That was never shut
That one
People claimed was open
Specially
Ocaisonally
But was only just broken