I spend hours with a killer
Watching him claim murderers' blood
Avenging the light of day
Against the in-convictable life-takers

He studies the work of others
Under the guise of a friend
a mask, hollow, unfeeling
Lost and uncommitted
He simply wanders and avoids
Calculating.

But I am wasting away the hours
Half watching and learning
Enjoying.
Learning.

He travels his past,
I mine.
Drifting
While the rain calls me away,
Tap tap tapping
My memories call me away,
Calling and calling, pulling...

I am drifting
Rain and memories
Traveling through love and blood
I am drifting,

But not to sleep...