No fences
Nature working against us
Trees entwined, branches knotted,
roots clasp hands.

We know each other
by a spiral of the eyes.
We meet and play in the sinister schoolyard.

Here we're all the same.
Our kind, we call to each other.
Like as to like
in the darkness.

Dancing on the rows of skulls below us
Our fingernails make pictures on the ground
while we play hopscotch with a philosopher's stone.

The wind carries our laugh
on the trees that bind us.

Madness begats madness begats madness.

You use your belt to squeeze
the beat out of my heart.

You use the blood to write this poem.