Carpet squishes beneath eager toes

Worms digging beneath the soil––

Filling the cavities of our eyes,

Planting thoughts which spread like mold

Over the Creatures who coil around streetlight poles;

They dance across midnight streets

Bask on the edge of twilight, seize wandering souls

I'll fall and fall and fall beneath the greed

Of the fires that burned down my home

But only ash remains, only soot is left

I crawl across highways for empty places to roam,

Scoop up litter tucked into steel vents

Washed by rain and black storm

I scribble down forgotten words once said

Some call me mad, some call me terror

But until the stars are dead,

––All said and done

My cold skin to burn forever,

I'll always be

gushing the red of my blood