I have dreamed I've dreamed your image I've begun to believe You have ceased to exist In the tangible world The blistering humming We sleep
Thousands of bats Feral, fresh, hungry Should I let them in Or sell off the property
Incise the infection Invite their protection
The lines in your face The taste of your body If I floated away Would you still recognize me Or maybe you don't No reason to go Embrace it a wrong Or just close the window
A phantom reflection A faint trail collection Incise the infection Invite their protection