are you feeling dark and gloomy? black as a dusty chalkboard spooky like foggy street lights like bruises and gooey, scabby knees are you feeling spooky? do you want to hide in your white room and put out cigarettes on your tongue or press them to your curtains do you want to set the room on fire? how far will you go to turn your insides out? you paint those walls with charcoal from the inside of your lungs