the darkness down this hallway is bitter
intangible
swallowing every footstep
carefully placed and sought after.
we rise to dissipate
while falling through the floor,
deaf beneath deaf ears
speechless and silent.
every movement is arbitrary and dull
sinking below the sinews of this evening
moon rising pouring full,
spilling on exposed skin
in a sharpsoft december's chill.
you knew it before you started
you became what you wanted and then wallowed,
retreated,
and collapsing reached the floor.
all i can see are the movement of stifled lips
pouring consciousness onto the table
spilling in my lap.
before you leave this evening,
make sure you reach behind blue eyes.