the tear in the cracknthe ?nthe stairs look backnthe moon is cruelni could not sleep with the parasite freento show its face in the mirror i keepnnall i ever wanted was to be heldnover the fires on the seanall i ever wanted was to be helpedninside the nightmare of my dreamsnnthe air is bent through ovarian shellsnthe coral hands, they chime like bellsni breathe in time to a withering mindnwho stands in place on the bed where i liennall i ever wanted was to be heldnover the fires on the seanall i ever wanted was to be helped/held?ninside the nightmare of my dreamsninside the nightmare of my dreamsnnhow much do i loathenhow much do i owe to this while sleepingnis it not the reason that i am slowlynlosing touch with what is holynin this unforgiving nightnwill i ever sleepnni only wanted to be heldnover the fires on the seanonly wanted to be heldninside the nightmare of my dreamsnthe nightmare of my dreams