Moonlit and sweaty, leaning limp across a tall imposing column,
the contrasting industrial concrete, with tender skin,
sticking with strong attraction, never wanting to leave,
isolation, for no good reason, but its own,

Make way back, contortion out balanced by darkness,
footsteps tap lightly; grow in gravity, until heavy,
heavy, heavy, it is hard to hold upwards,
imposing, dangerous, better than I.

My tongue swells and hardens within saliva infested cave,
cannot speak, don’t want to, instead, let words fly,
soar past throat and spill out without a sound,
it runs as fast as legs move, escaping reality,

make way, it destroys everything within its peripherals, ahead, the sights it sees,
it’s what we do not see that we fear the most, the unknown, that’s obvious,
I see them, they fear me, nothing of their own ventures,
they keep one eye open, flinch at the sight of me.

Close the open door, submerge my bones in darkness, and feed on my sadness,
black again, everything black, black the air, black the night,
black the soul, black the feel and texture, meaningless,
gibberish, matter of opinion, cocky insight,

whatever it is it fuels the hate, black the hate, so powerful thrusting impulse,
pushing furiously against the empty cage, until no more, no more,
death, inevitable death awaits, so why do we pull back,
when nothing is within our empty – cage.

Cage, in which our heart beats steady (or fast), depending on thrill,
cage, that contains the ***** and monstrous, unknown fear,
cage, in which we are protected from water dwellers,
cage, yes, cage, whatever it be.

I lie subconsciously between worlds, path that leads nowhere,
darting across plush mattress, my mind is on separate track,
thinking, thinking, of what is meant to be said,
and what should have been said,

But come early morning,
wash out sadness, sorrow, lonely,
feel again, yet, isolated from modern views,
start again, moonlit this time, feeling the dark, black pit of sweat.