Silent Accretion

I’ve come to understand that kiss
Is quite impossible but to miss
Secrete your silence from every pore
I can smell you through the walls

The phone rings.

Theres a noise in my head
There is a noise in my head

By the time you get this message..there will be silence.

The noise said.

Half eaten books litter the otherwise tidy floor. They fill me up to breaking point. I need to purge. Shout and scream words that are not mine but a dream. A feeling, a nightmare, a lucid acute terror.

Wake up, you cannot stay.

Feet beat the floor to the meat of my heart on a journey that is never traveled. I hit the ground crawling.

Books pile up and crush my chest,
I can’t breathe under the weight
Of the boots of a thousand dead men
Of a thousand poisoned voiced acumen.

Subdural hematoma bubbles and pulses words in my head spilling thick read pools of thought at my feet. Schools of thought, crimson blood red, spooling data that cannot meet.

Slump.

Total cranium collapse. Sanity in passing doffs his hat.

I’m going home.

No one can hear me but
I can still remember you.
I wait here
On the shores of the future,
For how long I don’t know.