immerse

transparent lines
that breach through time
a bit lost in the head
they wire through fragile complexions
and safety routes, abed

no, i can't say connection's a safe bet;
but drown your veins and you'll
never leave your head.

transparent lines
your guide throughout time
decaying words run red
a rush of empty
you choose the ending
does safe define what's best?

. . .

does safe define what's best?
a bit lost in the head

surround me
surround me
surround me
surround me
surround me
drown me