Freedom From Prosecution

I shed my eyes And forget Every Weep, Every Darkened Street, Every myth you leak Unto these people. I dreamt of sleep And forgot Each Drip, Your fingertips, Each Pill you slip Unto these people. I squandered my lips And lost Any Flow, Any Empty Moat, Any Wish you dote Unto these people. His sickness is sweet... And slippery. Pillowed scream, Kaleidoscope dream, Caught in a seam, And Delivered Unto these people. I broke my name. Uttered Unchanged. Uttered The same And uttered one name Unto these people. I bound my feet. Bitter Swim. Lightning Dims And splinters Sin Then slips away Unto these people. I bruised my skin One last Time Then gained my Mind For future Find To break the Bind That doors cant Hide Unto these people.