graeme_macphee

What it is to Hide

At night,

When you lie,

At the back of your head,

A casket

With corrosive edges,

Feel it\'s gravity

Pulling on your muscles,

Let it\'s resin drip

And concatenate

With endless nerves.

Solitude provides safety,

What it is to hide,

Let go your solitude

And take solace

That we all dream.