james

 





you let me in
it's warm and you are there
for me


in some uncanny valley where you treasure me


so who's really in control
when i start to run away again
you question nothing when
you follow me
this is a
magical mystery
assassination


i hope you know what crying on the bloody carpet is

what fire burns out your skull

what part of you that speaks in absolutes and takes no prisoners

not ever,
no never

i know what you think

i love you