spoof....

I push my loved ones aside

as I run with scissors

puncture new holes in my life

avoiding fractured mirrors

making it all inconceivably real

in one way or another

peel off the layers of fear

as I revise the gutter

and the blood drips

it colours the tight palm

run faster, bite my lip

feel dizzy and remain calm

bottoms of my shoes

worn off like tomorrow

wondering in wine fumes

found a new soul to swallow

watch the seas divide

as the disco balls explode

feel the trip, it revives

and watch me run

 umm....

here I go again