Like painted words across

The feared night sky

Light from all but the stars

Glimmers onto my fingertips.

Careful of my mysteries

For in it lies a final count

Of steps to take.

Heartbeat beats

Footsteps step

Rope burns from hesitation

And I can’t stop it.

Can you hear it?

Can you hear it call?

Minds twisted I wish it would stop

The calling grasps my wrists

Like a thousand chains

Say yes

Until a nod

Is as automatic as your heartbeat.