I dream in silhouettes of invisible creatures
they rip into my stomach and feed off my hunger
sometimes they eat for hours, sometimes
they watch me sleep, breathing in my dark

you expect too much of me, you ask too much questions

I imagine you underwater drinking in the silence
I drink with you, but it burns my throat, you laugh
indigo bubbles drift out of your sun-glazed eyes
I ask you to drown me, you refuse, so I drown myself

hold this to me, my anguish; one day it’ll consume you.