Tricky
blink I’m seeing blood
grinding truth from mirage
old filter new blade
I’m here I’m trying
my heart’s a solid
there’s an ocean called counterfeit
clarity and meaning float away
it’s hard for me to hold anything
brick facts dreamlike fiction
fried veins and blue light
my knuckles are itching
an urge to break the screen
lines of code can’t print bone
I’ve got to trust my gut