The defensive woundwon’t pay attention to its surroundingsmiredin broken skin & flinted wills…
Yes; others’ deaths will hurt you;Though your own death may not hurt at all.It may, indeed, be short and sweet.So take it all…
Evaporating,One and one half watersRearrange their courses
While I pat you on the backTrying forever to put you to sleepYou keep looking at the windowTrying so very hard to stay…