someonesomewhere
has read my scribbles
whichfeelsabsurd
and a touch
obscene
imaginingallthese
times spent
talkingtomyself
has been seen
through someone else’s
personal filter
oscuring already
half intelligible thoughts
into disparate dreamwhispers

hard to fathom
willingly plumbing
thesedarkdepressingdepths
without a guide

i trace the scars
leftbyherhoarfrostedlips
then recite back
the reverberations of
delectablepainshivers
into terse lines
wroughtfromtheagonyofknowing
it was all my fault

i pen these disasters
as warnings
thesputteringbeamfrom
this desolate lighthouse
whichhousesmystillbornheart

barnacles on the bow
of artful transcendence
withwhichtoscuttletheship
all without considering
someonesomewhere
may sift through the carnage

i got a tattoo
on my left ventricle
abandon all hope
all ye who venture within
whilewelcomeisemblazoned
in comic sans
acrosshazelincontinence