After 'While

i want to
stand
scream
with hooks in my
heart, eyes
mind and mouth
i want to
float and fly
and feel fulfilled
i want to
freeze you
and your words
with a stare
or a sigh
or the kind of bellow
that'll break bones

cracked ribs at the ringside
(existing is your door prize)

but you like
building walls
a fucking fortress
your castle -
impenetrable
and i'm
murmuring mysteries
mangling
(magnifique)

but i'm sure if you'd cry
you'd fill any
self respecting crocodile
with pride.