You say there's nothing beyond,
Yet worlds exist behind my eyes
After light.

Dimensions upon dimensions
Tesseract of memories.
Warring ink on a frigid page,
Hierarchies upon hierarchies.

I watch the fear dripping
From the corner of your mouth,
So I lie.

Big eyes brim with tears, but you
Lovingly devote to your pain,
So I wait.

I will love you forever,
You are part of my soul.
The words of our wounds
No longer take space.
I hope we meet there,
Embracing and ecstatic.
I just need you to know
I always saw you.
I will love you forever
Sensitive one.

You scream
"NORMAL!, NORMAL!"
Drunk on ego.

You dream in whiteness
And self-pleasure to
Freud's mother.

Nimble sausage digits
Scribble words
That become homelessness.

You pathologise honesty
Diagnose innocence
And reduce real intelligence
To page number 245.

You call us children
While talking from yours,
Soiled and terrified.  

Little boy be gone.
You have made your mark.
A skid mark, a mark nonetheless.

Don't force it
Don't force it

Slow

Don't you realise?
Don't you realise?

Time is a sweet perfume
Dressed as a murderer