I swim alone at night
I walk alone on the night streets
I stare at my reflection in puddles on my own
I wipe my snot with no one's offering to help
I look at the sky and see the clouds moving and dissipating
I look at the trees and their green leaves
I look at my feet and see my socks
I look at the four walls surrounding me
I count the stars perched on the ceiling
I look at the door and read all of those little doodles
I look at my hands and see nothing but skin
My memories run in a circle
Around my rotten core
No more superpowers
I search my brain and get lost in the void
I pinch myself
To test
To see
To feel
To search
For a nerve alive
For a spark
Proof that I am still here
That I am not dreaming
That this is all tangible reality
It is reality
But purely misty
It is an upside-down abstraction
Disturbingly relaxing
So I let go
And melt
I am a candle in the heat
And
I melt
Anger and rage
I am steaming froth
Fragile, shattered snowflakes and melted soul
Boom! Boom! Explosion!
I am a dried corn seed, popping over exhaustion
Resisting resistance
Through the mist
Moisture sets itself on my burning bones
It is cold now
Way to cold
My entire wax being solidifies
Into a lacquered puddle of goo