Stillness

Sickening, sickening place 
 Framed snapshots of buzzing stillness 
 Noisy polaroid faces 
 With tick, tack clock voices 
 With crawling on my skin words

 To drown outside 
 My feverish head 
 Away away away

 To go under in 
 A silent sea of nothing 
 Gone gone gone 

 Paranoid, paranoid wish 
 All feed the claustrophobic storm 
 Broken down in molecule faces 
 With tick, tack clock presence 
 With crawling on my heart eyes 

 To drown outside 
 My feverish head 
 Away away away

 To go under in 
 A silent sea of nothing 
 Gone gone gone 

 As a delirious Don Quixote 
 I enter the shadow 
 Of spinning windmills 
 Ghostly spin, away but not towards 
 Earthly ride, away but not towards.