it's so dark, this
swimming through
a maze
of clues of who
all the who's of you
and all of the obtrusions
i've passed too many
lines to see
i've seen too much
of your contusions
of your maybes
it's so shady
in there, so cold
there's no room for me
i'd run, too
i'm a creeper
slide in deeper
even when i knew too much
compulsed to watch
i've crossed the line
i looked too hard
alone and weird
in my obsessions
i just wanted to know
and this is how
your secret crumbles
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