A fogginess
in my thoughts...

There, just at the end of your strained vision, a...
And in that moment of seeing, an impossible choice...

It's dark out
and it seems...

Like the sky
I give my grief back...

Footsteps on a dark path,
following faraway lights that shimmer on a hill...

Red, blue, black--
cars streak by...

Red hands and red eyes
Scars beneath new red lines...

We were floating away,
ethereal like the shimmer of sun...

I wonder when
your parasitic nature...

I feel your hands
circling...

I am a ghost to your reality
when I am not there...

Fluorescent lights are strewn
across the ceiling...