Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Fear

the ticking. . .
madness
the tocking. . .
madness
auditory delusions
confusing
resemble your footsteps
on the stairs
the screeching lub dub
of my heart
beating
then yet
beating again
fingernails on a blackboard
alone
and still yet
alone
hours spilling
through skeleton hands
drop by
drop
parasitic memories
in tow
draining or freeing?
constant ticking
thinking
spilling
noises noises surrounding
yet anemic remaining
alone

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