12:45am

Instantaneously blood blossoms bloom
I’d mistaken and I’m ignorance of what I stand for...
only as a scheme of light or plan of darkness
for neither shall I find hopes to have me enticed.
Which eye's lines intersect, intercept and breakdown
dry out and turn back into dirt and hope for high tide.
A mile long, a mile wide, a mile as a measure of time
a second is a thousand steps, an hour is an ocean
a day leaves me exhausted, either paths or chances broken
but a mile is my life. And I am damned to walk it
and life trickles down the sides of the tallest mountains
and here I lie, entombed within an inanimate universe
and I lie beside everything unreal and one-dimensional.
With no cause to bother, only my own unannounced humming
of which I’ve grown very accustomed to