REFLECTIONS AND MIRRORS
( dim the lights )
no longer shining f li c ker — ᴏɴ
&
oғғ
a room so dark but i still see everything i [ need ]
` && i see you; you standing there
but do you see
me ?
{ do you love me?
do you hate me? }
i can hear it in the thousand talks you speak . . .
i don’t
i can’t
i want to l e a v e —
but there’s no doors
no windows in this room in my head
&& i’m so out of my mind but still
[ t r a p p e d ]
in the iron walled rooms of my heart—
—is still on lock down
( how is this fair? with the keys in my hand
how is this fair! ) but not a single l o c k
i n the s u n —
can there be black light?
can i be wrong as i am r i g h t ?
because it’s so dark in the light of your eyes
i’m blinded by—
the i n k of my own skin
&& there’s a gaping hole in the chest
ғ ʀ ᴀ ᴄ ᴛ ᴜ ʀ ᴇ ᴅ where you touched [ me ]
{ a scab shaped like a heart beat over my eyes
vicious
violent
violet l i g h t s —
i’m suffering under the fight
( for my own harrowing delights )