EVEN IN THE DARK A CIRCLE CAN BE BROKEN
EVEN IN THE DARK I CAN PRY IT RIGHT OPEN
AND SO I SPLIT THE WORM WITH MY UMBRELLA TIP
TO PROVE THAT THE LAWS OF LOSS ARE NOT REGENERATIVE
DOWN BY THE POND REFLECTIONS THEY'RE TURNING ME ON
AS ARE THE PREDATORY PREVALENT FEELINGS I'M ON
CATHARSIS IS THE REFUGE OF THE NARCISSIST
DEFINED BY THEIR ARGUMENTS AND HERE ARE MINE:
EVEN IN THE DARK A CIRCLE CAN BE BROKEN
I'LL PRY IT OPEN
ANKLES DEEP, THE SMELL OF THE ROTTING SEEPS
JUST FOR THE FUN OF IT, I INTERLOCKED WITH A LEECH
PITY'S A PRETTY TRAIT AFTER A SWIM I SHAVE MY FACE
AND THROUGH THE MIRROR'S STEAM I CALL MY OWN NAME