The lunacy
And the absence of moonlight,
lying here staring at my ceiling
because I can't see the sky.
...
Because I am not cautious
I speak out of turn
And too often
Ready to jump aboard
...
It's downtown Smalltown and getting late.
The bookstore's windows are all fogged up, my head isn't clear and it's safe in here, so I go in.
...
Living things have always died because of mishaps
such as starvation or injury.
But there's another sort of death in which cells
...
A vessel motors up far away fringe,
northbound in Southeast Alaskan waters like cutting
a ribbon.
The boat moves upwards the chart and slices
...
The only place you can see me anymore: the haunted house of the Internet.
Where all the ghouls go
to their little deaths.
I nearly killed you so it is only right that you tightened
...