Hands formed for functions unrealized
                 land distressed on like minded wood planks
         an unwanted applause

                                  They approach this way

                 Emergency room eyes
                           Obsidian
                        shaped as sharp daggers
                 cutting the dark with fractures of light

                                  They approach this way

Sounds of protest drown in midnight fluids
                 like tree sap and pistons
                                  stretched thin
                 desperate for the floor

                                  They approach this way

I am static and stagnation
                 as broken as the horror before me
          crucified with thick nails of decisions undecided

                                  They approach.