The carvings in the shadows shape to fit unease
weak, pathetic, yet at peace
furthermore; gathered leaves disperse themselves

In one's own hearts crater,
fallen in, sunken
bewildered at what lay beneath is simply untampered-
open space

breathe they scream, vision too blurry otherwise
Empty, hollow void
nothingness filled with quiet pitter-patters
leaky facet under God's eyes

Poorly assembled doors,
scraping at the floorboards with every push
Open/close/Open/close

Mind turned to mirror
whisper something sweet
be discreet, loved
read lips loved
bitten tongue love

lovelovedlovinglovelovedloving

sure

craving the skin to shred itself
leaving sticky footprints
...