the tower falls, deserting me
enlightened, unafraid, but alone.

how i craved intimacy...
adoration— its eyes
what a fool i had become.

the car driving off cliffs,
my hands before me
shocked, untied corpses.

how i dreamt an ambulance
behind me and knew upon waking
of inadvertently running away
from my own injury-

my abandoned unconscious by the road.

how i sought
their praises— while unable to receive
any. 

home and hope all distraction,
my world a stranger 
who snipped flowers not smelling
anything
knew the fool i am— 
lost and malleable stubbornness
unwilling to let go of air.