Looped.

You're anxious of your own kind                      
baits dream silk burning                       
     ever stinging singing and seeping                      
     into my walls like rains on ruins unbridled                      
I smell dark longer                      
than an immortal day                      
     awaiting me,like an unquiet engima                    
     but am I to break...                     
woke up empty and rounded death                      
strecthing blur into more blur              
     i can't bread wishes                      
     undressed my own shadow                      
and room slaughters sunrays                      
into rot,in and out wondering                     
     season in eyes is rains                   
     what a subtle carbon,bony and bass                    
i'm drugged sleepy into words insomniac                    
echo in my own echoes goring                  
     right here            
     what my woman wants            
fire or water?