W I R E S - clepsydra

mind losing against body
like a circuit board of chess
wired to a pitch-black thought
feeding off of my head

should have seen through my mind
fuck

I see shapes in the mirror
reflections of what left me
just looking from the outside-in
what’s left in there from me

you built me - now you murder me
you built me - now you murder me

falslessness
I draw a gun to my past
break and shatter the glass
falslessness
you lured me into a trap
I’m all snarled in this mess

…see through my eyes
and see what these eyes see

they were pushing, pushing
…then left me in a hole
with eyes wide shut
and a broken nose
spoiled little fuck-ups
telling me what to do
the holes in their chest
try to swallow you in whole

“ and thus I clothe my naked villany
with old odd ends stol'n out of holy writ;
and seem a saint, when most I play the devil. “

standing in an hourglass
buried by the time spent
lost in the gutter
with nails in my forehead
good deeds I’ve not done
but I know what I should have:
clench my teeth tight
and end myself in self defense

built me - murder me