Split

When darkness comes

I

devour.

Corrosive disgust wounds

my

stomach.

Dire cravings wake

me

up...

What does denial

secure?

No monsters hide

deep

behind talking walls

I turn my

head

despite talking heads

Telling

me

where to look.

I’m gone with the void…

I’ll take a

callous

leap;

Even if wide

jaws

bite my feet.