Reach the harp
Strum the tongue
Of the liar a sweet
Song will ring in
The ears of a person
Far in the distance
Standing on the hill
Look, stare, glare
At a picture on the
Wall blood replaces
Paint and *****
Replaces water
Air proof his lungs
Swallow me whole
Inhale.Exhale.Breathe.

I shudder at the idea
Really, it makes me,
my knees
Buckle....seatbelt
Click, an ugly

Thing, lurks in
The valleys And
Hills of my brain
Jealousy writhes
Unplug from the
World, click
Cell phones
Are
Off
I
Thin
Out
Like
Paper
It’s nice to Believe
Nothing is Happening.