blackness

Sinking my hands
into the blackness
everytime your face
enters my head
like a plague I cannot shake
I rear back from it
recoil at the sight
of what I cannot concieve
uncontrollably shaking
but nothing is on my skin
scratching the surface
from underneath
the madness is inside
poking through
to peer out
into the vast universe
and smile as it ponders
the demise