Words on paper wet and wrinkled/ bleeding all over my head, my arms, and the back of my neck./ I know right now there is a regret to be had here./ I breathe deep the fragrance of regret.../

It’s a beast with white shining teeth/ Sulking and breathing/ since the day I was born./ Pacing around this room/ keeping me alone/ sinking, stalking, deadly low./ I see it out the corner of my eye/ but I still fix upon you./ Your eyes wild like mine./ Maybe today I will kill it--run for the door/ escape the sound, the smell./ Open to see you, breathe you./ Don’t let me disappear.