"Where did that incoherent thought of you go?
I had it locked in my head...
I thought your constant shouts of silence were to emphasize the subtlety of our destined failure.
You bound my hands with non existent rope
And noosed my neck with your mental image, but I kicked out the stool.
I'm suffocating on lead and drowning in ink.
I am here for the taking... Here lies my immortality... Take it."
