my mind wanders. fishes crowding in the dirty sea, i know a man not wise enough to see, thing's dilluted in airs of stench from a rotting heart of some soul i searched through the glimpse of my eyes, like holes stretching out through the rhymes a person once sang to me. i take a deep breath to feel, how warm it is to have your ingrown hair follicles get pulled out of your skin, so warm like a volcano shouting out your name. but this heart is tired of hearing, coz for once it was never heard.