Confusion

Spider fingers Pull the hours down A scrawny bird A dawn undone Breaths escaping Through my fingertips Doldrum seas And dead fantasies I don't know my face anymore Shackled waves Rise and crest Caught in the eye Of a palimpsest Walls of TVs Pointing at me Hands are tightening Arms keep turning Cracked eggshells Fill your irises Muscles yearn Fire's still Bury words Neath the kitchen floor Break the mirror Lock the doors I don't know my face anymore