we dream
we dust
we take and succinct
luckily there is prescence
otherwise i would just drink

you test me too much
in dreams and what have you
i've driven with lust
and have to wake up to what has to


where the debris breathes and
societies reign

you shackle me like a shop house doll
with no light or flame

i thought we talked about this-
            you being so absorbed and
me being soap bubbles
and for sure i know your place,
undenied, it is a castle

but forgive me as i take
this course
unfortunately we are not simpler

and believe me when i cane this drum
this laugh, this joke thats drying

i saw matter upon your release,
for me it is just dying.