Before the Foal

Too well read to know my name

The cart before the foal

To strangle and the rot

Left empty on my side

Frenzied sprint towards a door

Led down a hall with no end

The lack of color and light

Made that moment last months

Seasons turn

Mouth agape

Count the hours

Mix the paint

Seasons turn

Mouth agape

Count the hours

Mix the paint

This collection of inter-selves

Compulsion

A stagnant pile

Limp back and find relief

This collection of inter-selves

Cross section reveals

A flood of narcissism

Limp back and find relief

Illusion of stasis

Limp back and find relief

Enveloped in methodology

Limp back and find relief

Cross section reveals

Cross section reveals