The women
in my life
Narcissists
fill me
like an empty she-hell

Scary mind
Host transfer
Surrogates; compatible?
My AI - the feelings that I put in you
My ego manifest
Becomes your soul

I am your programmer and you to my own
We will stay together till we find the next host

Living for granted - that's what happens to you
Messy beds, empty skies
As tears run on by
The feeling of emptiness pervades us when we take living for granted

May the bridges I burn light my way
But when all'st been burnt I am left stranded in flames
Who's to say I haven't lost my way?

        Bridges allow us to traverse across space
        Walking, stepping on gravity to reach a new place.
    
             I cannot reverse time but I can walk in space
             When all the bridges gone; I am left in place
                        And the only way left is to jump right, up and down this maze

Woodcutter.
Cut out my shadow.
Free me from the torture
of seeing myself fruitless.

Why was I born among mirrors?
The daylight revolves around me.
And the night herself repeats me
in all her constellations.

I want to live not seeing self.
I shall dream the husks and insects
change inside my dreaming
into my birds and foilage.

Woodcutter.
Cut out my shadow.
Free me from the torture
of seeing myself fruitless.