Ghost of gray; just ghosts of previous
Hauntings
Those small lines of colorless nothing
They hold so many electric moans

Screams of red
Liquid burns
Clawing flesh
Ripping pink

A straight jacket of white; the calmness
Overwhelms me; it tears like wax paper
Ripping with relishing teeth
Eyes manic like a tiger
The teeth laugh uncontrollably; control
Yourself with icicle drips; your name in
The condensation will stay forever
Your fingertip takes the moisture
perpetuates your pores
It snakes your bloodstream until it is
Glistening in bright light; the teeth scream
And your ears bleed beads of static