another name for me

a chokehold onto me

straining my arteries

pumping the blood

trying to flow

straight to the heart of me

and all cessations cease.

you've caught me in my old haze

just like you 

tend to do

and just like I

prophesized

so ask me another time

and see if I answer you.

the mechanics of sensuality

coding my framework

so that I might have purpose

or sever my duality

between humanity and sanity.