(insert title here)

it has been eternity

since i last looked into patient eyes and
listened to urgent silences,
felt numb to pain,
innocent to clever disguises
and figured out the meaning of what it is
to not throw caution to the wind

not knowing a thing yet being so sure-
that you'd take the fall just as i

i have leapt and
i have fallen on nothing
my bones crushed
my flesh torn to pieces
while carrion and other scavengers feasted


and like them,
i have feasted on many like me

honestly, i no longer want this

so if you would please...
whoever you are,
i need you just this one night
when i don't feel like anything at all
before i fall asleep


it'll take a fucking army of savages to wake me up
(ideally, that shouldn't be necessary)

but that's just what i think
it's all up to you


whoever the hell you are.

p.s.

if you would be so kind and let me know in advanced
should i need to await your services

i'm sorry

i can be an impatient fuck.