i see the lights fill the sky, illuminating the black. now painted is a picture in which i’ve captured in my mind to sing me to sleep whilst you’re away. my arms are lonely and so i envision the lights upon my arms, lighting my skin with the same lights that look upon you; now i am warm through the vision of the light that stares upon us both, painted on my arms.
i role these thoughts around my tongue and sink my teeth into their flesh before their roots have time to leech onto words that would flow from my mouth. such thoughts deserve cremation, or a burial at least - never to breathe the outside air, for their exhalation would surely singe the surrounding ears and minds. i sink my teeth slowly, tortuously into their exposing roots, feeling the burning liquid begin to ooze down my constricting throat which swallows the thoughts whole. so now my stomach fights with the roots which are furrowing into the lining walls, creating knots that remind my mouth to remain closed.