My dear one You seem to have lost your touch So goes the precept So goes your thoughts On paper thin sheets of paper I'm wrapped in sheets, paper thin Neon lights flicker Seduction from hotel beds A mediocre whisper Feel something Overheard in the dark A temperate self-disclosure You're the one continuous antagonist of my thoughts Movement from a faucet As water outlines definitions washed away And statues stare down those that wish to see them crumble Significant others lose significance We waste away We waste something Overheard in the dark A temperate self-disclosure You're the one continuous antagonist of my thoughts I am slowly sinking Sinking slowly I am weightless Overheard in the dark A temperate self-disclosure You're the one continuous antagonist of my thoughts