The Entangled

We're not the same

Supplanted in two bodies

That causality

Would shed in fleeting seconds

Knotting up in me

Are phantoms all we are?

Entangled intuition

Is something I have lost

We're not the same

Streaking spectres

On the run

From a meaningless

Ending

Parse my mind

Before we're pulled inside

Within our blackest folds

There's no restraint

left on the words untold

I'll preserve you

Before

I leave this space

I can always feel your pain

White within the dark

It's knotting up in me

In Blackfolds under a

Blanked out ill delusion

You're something I have lost