feet bairly off the floor......

today the lights are dim....
looking down .....
the stairs spiral to the ground
gripping the rail for context
the patterns winding up and out
the faster version often follows
theres something else......
that can't be reached
so simple to absorb...to hold it in
chasing the tails of several ghosts
out running everyone....circleing
still chasing every step of the way
condemed to the gallows
hung till dead .....sideways glance
down to the floor ...lets sway in catastrophy
from an extention cord ....
13 knots will hold this weight ... from old milled crossing beams
held my convictions firmly within the rageing flames
watching me fade away from the strain
of my own hanging weight ....swiftly
watching the life drain from my face
suspended in air .....
see how broken we've become
lifeless.... with wiery arms...nothing more to give
you've taken everything away from me
feet bairly off the floor ....
can't hold you any farther fucking from me
lynch pin is there ..... in your hand
no way to stop the deads involentary movements
twitching .....nerves still fireing
know .... i couldent hold you any farther fucking from me