THIS darkness splinterd my light, br leaving my muscle and bone sore br to the touch, but alive, still your br beatifull shadow breaks my fall. br THIS wretched trap squeezes my br wrist, and in its place, plastic br handcuffs, still your shadow breaks br my fall. br br then i fall into a trance, like a untidy br ghost, and fold myself into a map, br this map, , , , , , me.