Echo

You echo through my mind

and you chatter my teeth

and rush the flood of sweat

out of my pores and onto the street

where the strangers get washed away 

in the sewer filled with mold and mud.

You climb down the cables of my 

neck and grab hold of my spine

and you twist the nerve in a loop

so that I lay dead on my bed.

You bleed out of my skin and

I smear the walls and the faces

of the people I know with the 

crimson tears of your eyes.

I drown you in the lake

and you reach for the moon

like it was a tether ball

swinging, and swinging.