I am drawn down to the middle of this path,
And I am fucking nowhere,
The space inbetween is dark
And obscene
And built of my nightmares,
As well as my dreams,
It is silent
So silent
That I can hear the stirring of the black on black
The amazing places our addictions take us
The amazing places I rise
And fall
And sink further
Further into this warm inside
Cold outside
Oblivion that prickles my skin
Makes me sweat
As my feet ice over
And I move along with the thrumming
That can not be heard but only felt
As this flow that is sterilized against reality
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