ME

DON'T WANT TO TAKE YOUR PLASTIC FACE OUT ANY MORE

CRUSHED IN THE SILENCE YOU IGNORE

FALLING DOWN ACROSS SO MANY TINY LITTLE CRACKS

YOU ARE ME NOT INSIDE THIS GROWING FLOOR

WISHING THAT ONLY GHOSTLY SMILES FELL FROM THE DAY THAT I RENTED TO SOME OCEAN SUGGESTED BY YOU

ME 

ACTING IN SOME MURDERED MIRROR-A BLASTED RAGE OF SPINNING ,HANGING GUILTY REASONS

FIRST STEP CUT FROM THE FOLLOWING DAY 

PRAYING IN THE CIRCLE OF ONE

SPOILT RIDGES OF MY HISTORY-WALKING HIDDEN BURIED ,GIVEN AND STOLE

ME

KEYS SMALL ,SHINING NEVER TURNED-VISION UNSEEN -STILL A VIEW

DUSTY CRYPTS IN UNIFORMS WORD

AND ME

AND ME

IM JUST AN ECHO - 

ME