I shoot out angular
A mass of points and
Stark straight lines
To stick you with my urgency
I'd blind you
Bruise you
To steal a response from you

These moods
Tremble and crescendo
Swerving forth waves of
Swollen blue darkness

I'm your sunshine and
Your rainstorm
I can't control the weather
You can't enjoy extremes
I'm all precipice and plummet
And I shove you off