Where hurt hurls in white
spaces, anger sighs between
my singing joints. there is nothing
more than grief unopened.

the hollow carving
that has been emptied
of dreams

blue patterns in my eyes curling
from surpise. houses have risen
like ghosts, memories burnt in
patterns the ocean makes

i've been bound to your
for so long

limbs of sadness find the holes
time has left in me

this is broken, this is the
chords twisting into something
so painful

we can't bear to hear the sound