using stalagmite icycles as tooth picks in between the crevices of my head my brain is getting frostbite as if i ate too much ice cream at once, but this sporadic heartbeat is going into myocardial infarction, and all at once, every second goes into slow motion, a familiar stillness before the blast of powerful dynamite, bats living inside me are vexatious inside my head, like a parasite, you weren't even noticed until you completely wracked my helpless body with worms and ticks, leaving me with some sense of how a sick dog feels, a walking contradiction and an anti-compressive depression that leaves me with nothing. you're a sea that keeps on growing, a forest that keeps on burning and a fire that is everlasting and almost behemoth, i'm helpless