When the stranger
smiles back,
I know I've gone too far.

Circles under my eyes
contain hours,
midnights,
and bruise my face.

My fingers charge,
tangle,
dance like hooked worms.

****** blood GO!
Pump,
push,
and fleet red channels.

Give me nosebleeds!
Give me tight jaw!

Make me haunt this room,
lost in chemical worlds
like an angel who
***** into hell
for the fun of it.