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