The Only Outside

Space

When all the lights go out

And I sit back, and sigh

I expel my vices yet hold on too tight

 

I breathe them all back in

All tight and crystal-blue

Translucent, provocative as a church pew

 

Whispering in my ears

Every “s” like a ssssnake

Sensing something smoldering and saturates

 

Ears ringing, come to find

White noise comes from inside

Out in space, gasping lips have nothing to hide

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