a collaboration.

Oddly Shaped Emptiness

Midnight almost,
tucked in to the synthetic
of this sarcophogus.
Barbituate blanket, pull me under.
Amazing outrageous absolute
the thought he thought
all for himself,
and so my mind blowing,
my togetherness especially.
Piece this puzzle, this map,
this mall of countries
selling forgotten names remembered
when the questions
lose their meaning.
This night of facts
and trivial mundane
in a ringing of neverending,
never come a calling back.
Trapped inside this self
in oddly shaped emptiness
kicking in strongand butted out
in the ashtray
like forgotten cigarettes
remembered by the smell.