eyes closed / armed, poisoned,
thigh- tense: present.
think: hallway hollow, got to go,
no, wait, stop and think.
jaw/crack. think.
the tide draws back,
waves and weeds in hushed tones
are muttering,’Did you see
that eyesore I just saw in the sea.’
ignorance still sits on the how
and the why my existing
is shaped the same as
whatever it is that causes
turbulence in aeroplanes,
white knuckle grips
while my fingers wither blue
translucent. There was one moment
I remember in which I truly felt
electricity in my hands, and
believed it was there, That moment
is long gone, though memory traces
a distinct pattern of madness
over the blueprints of life so far.
Still, I can feel the lighting
ignorant as to why or how.
It’s lightning,
belonging to me, and it’s
driving the engine. It’s a
closed circuit.