dare you slip into my chambers without a knock?
already, my mind wreaks havoc, disturb someone else
retrieve the beams which crawl through my blinds
kill them, believe me, they're not helpful in the slightest
seeing the mess i've made of my life is often unbearable
garner what you will from my refusal to rise from the grave
only the love of my life will cause me to rave, so frantically
never have i had a talk like the ones at night
eliminate, eradicate, the omnipresence of light
YOU ARE READING
this fantastical world is too surreal (poetry #5)
Poetry"a rustle crackles underneath jackboots crossbow tight in hand she breathes one final breath before he pulls the trigger" you know the drill
