and we are synapse flashing
slipping sliding sneaking through
our crumpled-bone fingers and
sandpaper lip kisses
and desolation is scratching up and
down our throats clawing and
tearing away our voices until
we can no longer scream
and so we whimper and watch
as our demons fly from our gaping jaws
pouring forth in a s(c/t)ream of
alienating aching agony that now defines us
and so we are now the darkness pulsing
just out of reach behind our dull eyes
and we are poltergeists and bending bones
disturbing and disturbed we are now your nightmares
and so we live on
in you