Reload

i looked at you this morning—
Tried to understand, discern cryptic words without
The silence in between deep breaths—
If you could be figured out, i
Know I’d lay the puzzle down,complete, but
all the buzzing silence leaves me defenseless with
no health points and red light flashing,
drifting.
it's impossible to get the hunt when
you won't tell me what i have to do to win or
       if i never will.
the scratching of the pen is
merely
the denotation of a dehyrdation- for some reason
blood always comes into the picture,
  dropping or trailing, even when the story is about
rainbows the colors begin to blur and I
am a faithless fool going circles in a square
        - to find a pothole. drop through and maybe
   you'll be waiting. parenthetical remarks
are disregarded and while we
sit awkwardly facing (turning away) tick-tock tolls
spin
down the
toilet and they're lost. can't rewind to
      "501 pieces," disassemble, disavow- you'll
get your money's worth if you have not and
point-blank (click-click) -
I love you, don't go. even the gutter shines
with oily rainbows.