Tight Embrace

I grip my teeth in tight embrace
You clutch on to me
Surround my eyes with walls
Walled in from the outside
Faces from before
Babble over me
I can’t move at all
Fall to pieces

Struggle in black space
With this box over my skin
You scream, you laugh
It all goes for nothing
There is no air
Like an alien I wander in
Smile, close ritual again

I fight with ghosts
Blurred gray memories
Ripped away and float
In between the walls
Living non-life

Walls filled with eyes
Soft and slime filled grapes
And twist with memory
                       
                        [Brussels, 1998]