I can hear you
scratching away at the back of my skull
where the protective membranes vibrate
burrowing tunnels through the grey matter
weakening the structure of my ego
setting bear traps in the corridors of my mind
creating false echoes for lonely ears
you are my one and only
inward self reflecting self reflection
I'm searching for your pulse in my veins
and filling my head with your thoughts
all while trying to remember your face
