I was running,
Until you caught me
I was holding up my walls,
Until you broke them
Down, Inside, I was dazed
That insidious mist l e a c h e d out and
Penetrated
You wielded your words like knives
Explosions of your logic
Shattered my glass vases
Up
    rooted my living room carpet
White and stainless,
Underneath
That pristine exterior,
A chasm
Of waste,
Dark infectious lies
Seeping, probing, l e a k i n g out
Bodies refusing to decay
Eternally rotting,
Awaiting proper Rest
Tired of their
Hastened closet graves
Grinning knowingly,
Daring me to act,
Clawing at the edge of
Subconscious suppression,
Ever l i n g e r i n g at the periphery
They GORGE their holes
Sporadic bursts of guilt
Digging at my scruples
A spark, quickly smothered
An idea, quickly silenced
I kept up those walls
Running,
           running
Until you
           caught
                     me.