Demented (Drown)

add pressure,

half-moons and

blood-moon

skin is but paper

half-permanent in sense

room spins with what is held—

grasped with my hands

and then i press

what more could thighs be

than a hidden diary?

if in that sense, i awake—

"from this oxidising world of a dream"

when i have inhaled far greater;

hyperoxia, i would think,

deprive me at last

please