Anno "Close to the River"
The Tower walls at midnight burn, with fraught desire.
the rocks beneath, are sharp and wet with fictitious blood.
Someone leaps, the other turns, but who is who.
Forget what you want, but don't forget the link that grew me
That travels deeply through me
in the form of every thought that I think.
The loathing and the love,
Bubbling together at the brink of my emotion.
and this commotion started long before my face
was ever etched into the wall of time.
I have both your madnesses inside.
I am in constant disagreement with myself.
But I cannot leave me. You both cannot leave me,
nor one another. Believe me.
I am the ring that won't slip off with soap.