8hz

a turn of the wheel

one more solar rotation

please keep on living

staring at the door
i dreamt it was your birthday
and that i loved you

a turn of the wheel

one more solar rotation

please keep on living

my gun misfires

scorch-marks lash across my hands

i hear rabbits laugh

it was past midnight
the sky filled with UFOs
i’d lost my camera

i’m in a sitcom

i’m swimming in the harbour

my limbs lose function

i’m on your shoulder

interrupting every thought

i know what you’ve done

we danced and we danced

we gave a blood sacrifice

but the rain still came

i’m in a sitcom

i’m swimming in the harbour

my limbs lose function

she climbs the gutter

a huge knife between her teeth

someone has to pay

memories rattle
at the bottom of my lungs
i know what i am

circular logic

you can’t concede to yourself

this isn’t over

a lesson to learn?