Your eyes like holes, they take and take.
They sap the liquid from my tongue,
The lamplight down, the blisters gone.
I know your name your name is mine,
I know your game, I know the time.
I know it’s fixed, set to implode,
I know the floor, the ceiling’s low.
I grab the rope, you pull back tight,
The safety shore cut out the lights,
The safety shore is filled with clay,
It sets a mould and here I stay.
They shrink to dust and then the sound of
Thunder shudders up my spine,
The stars disperse then realign.
My pupils bolder, needing more,
Summon strength and leave the floor.
I’ll pin you down against the shade,
My eyes like holes, they take and take.