dizzy & sick
in my mind
we are spinning
under the grainy tones of 8mm
my cup for you
is full
but i swarm
solemnly around
you
my hands
grasping at your limbs
grazing
as i rise & fall
& tumble in circles
around my happy hallucination
my cup is full for you
my cup is full
i cannot stop moving
i am mute
nauseous & mute
i spin
your face blurs
and jumps
my cup flows over
iamfullpastfull
with your face
your words pushing
out
my edges
i am mute
when i see you
fly by
i am mute
but i cannot be
contained.