have i been compromised?
i have known oblivion personally
the secret love to smolder
sound shakes through my bones
i am in pieces, strung together
i am whole, and fully numb
deriving sensation from the words
out in the wilds, the moon calls
to draw you from your comforts
i a hero in my secret identity
to wrestle with the wicked current
to dance with the rhythm primordial
a thousand clocks predict me not
i a quantum bit of the void
dreaming of how we return to dust