On February 21, 2014
No heaven or hell but I simply am,
a cold stone safe from your acrylic well.
Who needs you the most
makes no prisoners, so take care.
I sleep like a mantis because I pray
to catch you in my dreams;
and I hold my head still to burn my brain
with a heavy crown of the stone silence.
No heaven or hell will go into that,
to vanish in you without the substance.
My escape starter's a rocket launcher,
play out my envy, show me a trick.
I sleep like a mantis because I pray
to touch you in my dreams;
and I hold my head because in there
I can keep you in an absolute darkness.
