Facing. Facing down. Palms facing down. Im not as scared now. So hold me there now. So we build tension in this space and friction takes it’s place. and I’m over here somewhere and you tell me where i am as i fade in and out. Orient me as i play with the thought of you in and out. As i breathe in and out. Palms facing down. Palms facing down. Down where the foundation quakes down where it aches and heals and breaks and the sun rises and falls. In between the pause. In between the beats of my pulse, inside these walls. Inside me falls and quickens and fades my resolves and i anticipate it all. Palms. Palms facing. Palms facing down.