Rather come slither
Point is no dysfunction
Careful hypothetical deduction
When to what and how to who
Desperate fatigue
Lace my boots to the sight of you
Metal stairwell somewhere dark
Mystery beyond the light line
Warmth gave me shutters
Nerves gave in
Felt something missing
Catharsis in sin
Down the line
To intertwine
Phrases dance the sunshine
Rhythm from heart to hormones
Fever pitched without a touch
Never more or even more
Clock spun backward on blistered lips
Far off away from there
Here is safe in blatant honesty
This is me saying “Hi”
Too much thought between
“Good bye”
N8's POETIX 