how to dead. desire.
He talks about addiction;
With years falling off my life,
I tell him. Things I do alone…
We exchange. Trading reasons
Why and how; I became…
So good at getting. What I want is
When your eyes first open;
Dreamscape anthems singing from your breath.
I’m better than not
Caring, more than you believe.
I remain within, a red purple flame
Disintegrating reason. To stop.