Abyss

feel it pulling the vortex a black 

funnel somehow head first feet 

first at the same time not black 

of night but black light glowing 

ebony seeking out warmth like a 

winter wind and I am not ready to 

land on my feet to know what is 

pushing us out of the abyss 
head over feet falling up

down lose meaning to fall

again and again turning up

down into sand that absorbs 

sinking into the abyss of 

wondering will someone pull me 

out not some to-be god on drug

high but flesh and blood who

feels the gravity of living
while wanting to love you help 

you too be part of your life until 

you start talking speech your way 

and I come into the equation then 

you next us both but I tried didn’t 

I until you became you I me

tripling the equation that love 

turns to simple extremes forgetting 

the purity of before the abyss

Dialogue

too quiet     

    tonight I can feel 

    you deep inside stirring

    up my deliverance

    turmoil for decline

to be good

quiet tonight

    but the red shall flare

    chiming clocks strike

    pandaemonium inclined

for shedding tears

quiet tears

    make me wonder 

    when bodies fused

    our prison reclines

too good for sleep

Ego Versus Id

too quiet 

    tonight I can feel 

    you deep inside stirring

    up my deliverance

    turmoil for decline

to be good
quiet tonight

    but the red shall flare

    chiming clocks strike

    pandaemonium inclined

for shedding tears
quiet tears

    make me wonder 

    when bodies fused

    our prison reclines

too good for sleep