let's say hypothetically there's a second wind coming as we lie here in our beds it rattles the bones of our fathers carries whispers from the dead you you light a candle I make sure the bairns are fed you turn the telly on to drown out your fear you make the bed up silent on the floor so no one will hear us you try so loud to love me I cannot seem to hear cause you you touch my skin peels off like paint and beneath all of our panting there's this noise I cannot shake but the wind has picked us up now we're hanging in the air and as you grip me like an animal that you're about to spear be good to me I whisper and you say what and I say nothing dear can't you hear it it can hear you it wants me to throw the plate at the wall I'm the paper cut that kills you and the priest that you ignored I'm the touch you crave and the plans that you made but fuck all your plans I'm bored and can't you hear that scratching I ask your eyes I've got knuckle burn from typing all these lines into your chest and as the belt from your buckle is tightening I make shipwrecks out of my dress and the doof below us splinters and the creature creeps inside and we fall into each other the scratching grows so loud because that unwanted animal wants nothing more than to get out and I scream what's the time Mr wolf but you you're blind you bleat you bear your claws and you rip my ribcage open and devour what's truly yours and our screaming joins in unison I cry out to the lord cause if we join our hands in prayer enough to god I imagine it all starts to sound like applause can't you hear it it can hear you it wants me to and these plates they smash like waves (place your hand in mine) and on the wind it howls (how long can this last) cause that second wind is coming love it's coming for all we own and on the creature scratches it doesn't know how to get out (let me out) and you you follow philosophies oh me I laugh I choke well hello my hollow holofernes I wink but you don't get the joke hold the hand of the god child they said as he falls from the sky be good to me I beg of him be good to me I beg of him be good be good be good be good be good be good be good and he replies no no not I