• Day burns down tou night
    burns teh edge of my soul.
    in the night i break into sparks of sun
    and becomes fires end dust
    to sun and bones

    night knifes my breath and
    swallows whole my tougue
    turn back reverse return
    eyes stitched shot
    white teeth smile.

    in the night i see the real
    concealed in the day bright lies
    sleep walks and talks and feet
    mark time

    humanity twisted souls
    as pale as black secrets bolted
    hands embracing
    dismall thoughts

    end of day marks beginning time