change pounces right upon you
there is no warning
one path, one decision
then the one option you have wanted all along
after finally believing does not exist

mother mary doesn’t whisper her affirmation
it goes higher than her
higher than our world
when wolves, when the pack attacks
furious, ecstatic
enthusiastically
begging
Trust Me
never really sure if you even trust yourself

deciding between delusions
nothing feeling quite normal
stuck to an abrupt stop

and that is when the song ends
the jaws close tightly

and you…too late

af

(written on computer)