Siren of souls
howling and piercing the night.
These are the streets,
clinic fingertips.
 [bad word] and Violence.
naked soul, smashed apart.
Yearning, searching, longing.
There are the street, I call my home.

light pressure,
reality dissolves,
I am shattered
light, streams, energy
My ground is shifting
mosaic of senses.

Matter [bad word] through my fingers,
time is laughing at me.
This is the world.
Pulse. Surreal.