Everything I know

is white noise
blurring inhibited boundaries
permeated by a choice
numb skin under my feet
blend with paper, with ink
losing lines, defaulting forms
banter cannot clothe me anymore

moving from light into dark
and i must look away just to see
with ones and zeros
learned last night in a dream
my insides now speak to me
but my eyes were closed
and the voice in my head
can't see enough, enough to be

no stories left to tell
standing on the edge of my map
compass ceaselessly spinning
before me only black
anger in my jaw, fear lumped in my throat
there is no going back.