rats mice
spacetime
take a guess.
Heidegger nonetheless
the smell lingers,
a pair of dead eyes face my mortality
ants crawl out of natural holes
ants crawl into ant-made holes
and so they eat the flesh,
the ghosts of primitive darkness
days have passed
since you confronted
the silence of God,
the mutiny, voiceless waves
which echoed
through chambers of time
mirrored thoughts
of yesterday
you ain't cool anymore
