we sit and stare into the clouded souls
drinking coffee, exchanging lives
smiles melt and fade to sadness
what did we expect
your eyes but souless orbs
enthralled in scandalous penetration of my heart
your hands are cold, shallow and empty
my eyes but dangerous spinning wheels
collecting data that search and destroy your hopes and dreams
my hands are warm, deep, and still empty
our hands lay still and not for long
our juxtapostion held in our jaded minds
i walk away and steal my hope back from you
back to my room where ive laid and dies
distilled in smoke, books, and music
where i was lost and fell astray
is no where; but i feel myself being found
...as i stalk away and hide