inside-out and underground

through outer lines he crawls
it crawls within my mind
-dissociate, evade evicting walls-
for the mind reels; passion in foreign facility
haunting hindrance
here prevails, yet
no further can we go
building silent pressures
perpendicular to the "real"
the ring in reverse;
the acrid, furious buzz
turned inward, now a calming drone
bring the pieces back together
turn around and rediscover...

to be unmade
to dream, or be a dream
is it not the same to be outside yourself
as without yourself?