Through This Collapse - Zanias

Irrational collision course,

I know I’m wrong.

Tainted elemental fusion:

at the molten core I can’t forget what I saw,

but I could take her pale, white neck in my hands

and make is so

the lips you touched won’t

feel the draw of oxygen again.

Can’t take my eyes off…

Masochistic pull towards the window

collapsing me inward:

dying star

to supernova.

Can’t take my eyes off… or step away from the window.