In the Night - King Midas Sound

I tried to walk barefoot

On grass in the night

As often as I could

The sun was irritating

At night I thought about tattoos

The red and blue ink piercing my skin

And piercings

I thought about piercings

Through my tongue

I let the garden grow wild

And it filled itself with

Creeping, strangling vines

I run my tongue

Over the blisters on my lips

I dreamed that a helicopter crashed

Through my bedroom window

And I woke with my heart racing

Covered in sweat

I wrote a poem

With your lipstick in the mirror

And took a picture

Water tasted disgusting

So I drank black tea all day

I started doing pushups

As soon as I woke

I craved the swell and burn of my muscles

If I was out, I’d do pushups in a toilet

It brought me back into myself

The breathlessness

The pain

I took a train to Scotland

And camped on the shore of Loch Lomond

At dawn, I’d walk barefoot into the lake

The mud squelching between my toes

And I shouted your name

'Till the surface of the lake rippled

And I grew hoarse