Again and again

It winds slick/lix-like to have a fire site

Perilous thorn in my brain



Parasite nimble with convulsed streams of plasma

Nestles, sure of entry, in my brain



It breeds

It sweats

It burns

It lives



Piece by piece, it knows me, and I know it

Just when it comes and when it goes

It stays by me, in secret, all alone



Whenever I do what it drives me to

It takes a little piece of me and burns it

As a tribute to its god



As its temple and its victim

My blood runs on marble floors

Just like some insane circulation

Back into my corroded heart



By then I realize

There's just one door

One door, unlocked

I open the door, and