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.