I climb this rope with
my head as the key
to another ungodly world;
a world that will embrace me eternally.
Turn off the lights. Turn on the TV.
Open the windows. I like this rain tonight.
Kick off those shoes and make up the bed.
It’s getting late so let’s end this killing plight.
Give me that chair. No, not to think!
Grab that paper and send out this note.
Don’t stop me fool.
This is a dark love affair.
There it is again, that bastard self.
What are you looking at? Shatter for me.
Tighter and tighter it goes.
Yes Death, I am finally home.
–P
ps. this is an old piece. It was written on January 2015.
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