It stares at the broken pieces
The mould of reversible desire
Recycled
Chewed and chipped
The key
I'm so scared of the holes
They go so deep I believe
Neck locked forwards
Backwards sleep
Let it steep and pour it out

Wispy lonely fog
One foot in
One foot out
Gnawed at
Blood spurtin
Sawed at
Variable not boolean
Screaming at the naked body in all the cursive I know
Written in bold neon
Live and let live