How can I surrender to the fact of letting things be,

Be themselves for themselves and for no one else.

Split connection.

Split attraction.

I run around in circles

Some known to me, some in the bliss of creation.

Shouting at my body, because he knows and I don’t,

Shouting at my brain, because my mind knows and I can’t.

I feel burned, like a tearful cry.

Split of a split of a second.

I am at the top of a balcony

And I wonder why.

Why the whys can’t fall instead.

Blasted by agony.

In my throat and in my arms

I feel nothing but my numb life

As I am presented with false truths

Those that keeps me loose on the verge

Those that make the verge thiner and thiner.

I am flying close to the night.

I am Icarus’s brother,

Following the clouds of light.

I feel fear to be feared

But I fear not the fearful.

Splitting mind and body.

My mouth like a cave.

The words like dripping water

Coming out of the beam that stabilize

My jigsaw of a jaw.

I feel quicksand rubbing at my feet.

I do not panic as I am the panic room,

Left alone, absorbing, synthesizing,

As I am the world

Because is is contained in me

As I am its Legacy.

For fuck’s sake,

Just leave me be.

For my sake,

Peace be with me.