Inside Out

Inflatable scab, pressure increasing explodes
Entrails complication litter this enclosure
Slippery little scenery, controlled cleanup inevitable 
Sweeping, revolted knot-like emotions compacted

Scarry night blackness, reading flesh of knowledge
Experience seems to cave in on accidental hate
Reactions are foreclosing on the conclusions gashed
Solution retaliation always weaker than the detriment

Following misleading trails of empty cells
Trailing across a kitchen table, rolling valley of plasma
Appearing at the end of a cliff, the canyon plummets
A wave of hope sucks the all into a rift mirage