• We all have our toxic jungle nights
    noxious fumbling nights
    Mishigo palms
    send out afternoone spores
    five hours later
    you're dead.

    Nights of sudden minor chords
    twisted muscles scream "mercy!"
    you can only answer "uncle!"
    in sleep a cramp is foreign
    you must grin
    wait for the ballad to end.

    Nights of wretched waiting
    knowing there's an inky dark something
    relaxing somewhere
    just out of sight
    something undefinable
    doesn't matter if you have proof
    or not,
    I know.

    My muscles won't loosen
    keep finding my jaw clenched
    can't take it
    where are you?
    why don't you exist?
    I
    need you
    here
    withmeplease
    pleaseno
    don't
    NO!