I never thought
I'd go back there
not again, not this time
but she's got me
under her crooked spell

the curse of idle time
spun into a web of deceit
these escapist tendencies
enough to paralyse
is there no escape
from this escapism?

a deviant hammerhead
without a handle
my dirty hands
almost unwashable

a visit to the subway
to break the cycle
or rapid free fall
from dark clouds?
another dusty closet
full of dirty secrets

decision time
now pending