Hole in my neocortex

Reading
Reading
Reading
So I can feel something
The pages weld their thoughts into my brain
The words seeping into my blood
I can’t feel anything
I can feel everything

The crisp moldy closet of my heart aches with the pain left anew
Awakening my skull
Tearing open my veins and rupturing the water falling
Falling
Falling

Forever seeking refuge among the pages
That hold me tight in the deepest of nights
That tear me apart limb from limb
That build me again in a new world