My hands are a threat even to heroes
I don't know how to fill the empty space
One palm over mouth, the other outstretched
I remember life the way the lost remember home
Remember home? The way she filled you up?
Obliged to conceal myself, avoid forbidden acts
Oozing out and back from my center now
As if I stepped through the other side of a wardrobe
In my long coat, ankles exposed to rain
Halfway between a nightmare and endless weekend
Unpredictable pour, thrashing, humming
Like a morality play I don't understand with Netflix
Piled under my eyelids, a heavy rest
but in uncertain climates, skies are clear.