brain fucked

my eyes roll forward. my brain swarms in the late afternoon.
the last drops of the day fall onto my skin. i am hobbling through the edges of the light.

wrap me up in domesticity. let me linger a little longer in bed. let me feast on the carpet and the kitchen. let the dishes serenade me to sleep.

my ideas gallop through hallways. i am mustering them into rooms. i am seperating the lambs from the slaughter.

in the background my heart laughs long and low.