I grasped it
and held the air tight
I caught it!
it's in my
empty
hand.
-empty
That's fine
I hold it
harder
my nails break skin
my nails break bone
gone
empty
over and over
and over
and, and, and
They've started chanting now
the.. voices
they. them.
not real though.
my room is empty.
and if I say that enough
then the voices will be
gone.
perhaps
I've made them up
perhaps
they made me