pretend not to notice us here
we are behind you with knives
a pick in the eyes
we owe you something

leave now or this fist will open the bloodstream red,
cover this room
feel us watch you

uninvited, peering into a room
more than a view
red tube
watch this

leave now or this fist will open the bloodstream red,
cover this room
feel us watch you

how cavernous the reaches of feelings juxtaposed
the loneliness begets these bloodstreams yet to flow