I'm staring into the sun. Waiting for it to fall down. I've collapsed over this madness. My hair has been pulled out. I've tried but to no avail. . Me is resting, I finish.
I can still hear the fear behind your last gasp. Even above the flat slaps of my thumbs against this desk. You take a moment to rewind in your mind. If only you hadn't opened that hole beneath your nose.