a spectre
reflecting emptiness
the window to my soul
drinks itself to sleep
tonight
as forever
inert and faded
i am see-through
the deepest
deep
giving way to something called
never
i move
off cliffs decorated
with glowsticks
off edges of lips
off redness of hips
i move
off
because the opposite
stretches its imposibility
inside me
like an abyss