cell to cell
bar spaces bar
his imaginations
imaginings
listening
wrongly
story
to
me
listen
for
the bullet
head swinger
pools
of
crimson
last period bled
hole
in
head
find me here
floating on sorrow
fingertips swirl below
under
me
all things
under love
here
am
i
over
his paces match mine
heard
of
souls twine
footsteps listening to dust
as
the
mountain climbs
here
I
am
this isn't me says i
lie lie lie
deny
tell
me
cell to cell
?
...
..
.