I Dwell for a Moment That Penis Sounds Like Penance
is a thing,
much like an arm.
It's like a fifth arm.
It can grab
An Invisible Brain Floats Around And Speaks To Us Through The Box in Our Pocket
When a ghost looks in the mirror, it thinks it's the wall. The wall knows better.
The wall knows it's a ghost,
and a wall,
and old paint stuck to older paint. It knows it's blind. It knows the ghost is a ghost.
It knows all ghosts
Everyone Thinks We're Walking Toward Death
when in reality
it's death that's barreling towards us with its horns raised.
It doesn't care if we're moving or not.