If I wrote my thoughts swimming around my head like blind fish
if I wrote them in black ink staining
my body
my innocence
would you read me ?
could I even write it down
the web of words, the black widow behind my eyes has been spinning












a tangled web trapping the holy fly of purity
if so read me !
READ the words my eyes are screaming
and sing to me the strength i know i posses
i can’t read myself i am invisible to my own mind
i am Shackleton a mist the ever icy eminence
a lost explorer waiting for ship
forever searching
forever wandering