Sickening, sickening place 

framed snapshots of buzzing stillness 

noisy polaroid faces 

with tick, tack clock voices 

with crawling on my skin words 

to drown outside 

my feverish head 

away away away 

to go under in 

a silent sea of nothing 

gone gone gone 

paranoid, paranoid wish 

all feed the claustrophobic storm 

broken down in molecule faces 

with tick, tack clock presence 

with crawling on my heart eyes

to drown outside 

my feverish head 

away away away 

to go under in 

a silent sea of nothing 

gone gone gone 

as a delirious Don Quixote 

I enter the shadow 

of spinning windmills 

ghostly spin, away but not towards 

earthly ride, away but not towards.