Cobweb Cryptography

The feelings that i encrypt 
deep within the furrows of my brain
hide there, waiting for someone
to decipher their jargon.



You walked by on that concrete floor,
and during your promenation,
I instilled every Bohemian, Beatnik feature
into the laugh lines of my brain.

Instantaneously you became
my thoughts and feelings,
the inspiration to my literary wax.
Fabricating feelings of love,
with the cobweb strings lacing my heart.

Your words permeating
in the hollow spaces of my body,
creeping into my lungs as they expand.

Breathing, as your ambience enters
my blood stream
pumping you through my willowy veins.

Making your way through
my entire vital system,
invading my encryptions,
you replace them with your own.



You become all I know,
and now I'm too fucked up to write.