There is an eye on my wall

And it’s flying away

The blackhole of insight

Going astray

The beat of an artery

Echo in the dark

Thud thud in tandem

To a stranger’s art

Slow dots of pain

Playing with pleasure

Cocooned on a bed of

Fresh, coarse grass

Swirls of frenzy

Coughed out in gold

Chest split with life-affirming

Faith