i put a hole in my head
so that i might better read my thoughts
words displayed between the pink and grey matter
even teeth stick
into the dry wall
wood
and plaster
drayno drinks
foam at the mouth to clean
the clogs in our pipe dreams
no seams to tear
as we balance upon the gallows beam
high above the city
catch light eyes do gleam back in disgust
for even as my feet dangle
i have their necks bent
below me
forced to look up