Chain

October 18, 1995

is this a joke?
a rotten, putrid,
sulfuric
acidic
silly, 
corrupt
threatening
joke?

to make me fall.  hard
to the ground.
i want to be near you,
do you see?

to be close to someone i hardly know.

but do know, just
the,same/

your hand is so
far away.

i can't see it.
	    through it.
are you thinking of me.

this forgotten chamber locked in
my chest,
must know.
tonight.
 of lifelessness

the rhythm. o how it ponds for you.
in your arms.
my chest cannot take
it.
it must,