isolated movement and
the blank static of silence.
i lie in wait
if waiting lacked purpose
if lying meant secrets.
stark white on tired eyes.
chiming down the witching hour.
i've done it all before,
blood runs thick with hoarded words.
i wonder if you have them too.
i know
i hope
you don't.
(liar)
the world is muffled here,
and mechanic whirring.
letter by letter by
misstep by misstep.
all i can think is
oh

if you could see me now.