run-on

[dredpiratebunny]

i mean what else can it be besides
the need to see the sun at the end of the earth
set into the ground
soak in the loam
and how else can my eyes shut and
clear out the dead floating cells
that glimmer in my rear peripheral
that roar in my ears like hungry lions
that scratch at my synapses
that bleed and bleed and bleed
out through the only in
and i breathe
where the fire comes out where
the knife goes in
where the ties that bind break and get
swallowed
and you deserve this
but i have no empty box to put in
my hollow stomache and its
acid love
so instead i wander through frozen ground and
rake my toenails across your skull
where the earthquakes in your sleep
at the hovel of your world
getting darker
and i am there
watching the sun go down.