Desperate for an echo in this
darkness, such a void of contact
wander cautious steps then sit
unknown direction, bearings are
beyond me: infinite or nil
same difference as far as I go

So then I sit deafened of dark
colour negative of bliss orgasm sighs
shivering the vacuum

What stops and starts
this light to shine, banging angles
skirting the ricochet
driving apart, hilarious and shy

Oh you hallucination feeling light
free is thy name, to know you
is cruel for the one bound
in shackles improvised aside from truth