Long black.
it starts in my head
it howls as it gets born
in my eyes, fingers,
in my skin
it's this unstoppable thirst
not to be left behind
by all that's left to try and taste and dream and leave
it climbs out of my mouth
a war declaration
in a language I don't understand
anymore
it makes me get up and run
I'm restless
I'm too young
to not have lived it all.
