Gawpers
the telephone calling me
"who put all the shit in your head?"
telling things, saying things
till you break
filthy water bubbles up
"who put all the shit in your head?"
piling in, half asleep half awake
let the demons out your head
how they crawl
how they stare
how they gawp
we will like some privacy
strangled roots become trees
how they see
how they stare
how they gawp
weaved into your dream