The No Place Of An Ache

Have you chosen?
Or are you compelled by a lack of choice?
Like a stone to the sea floor, you are not to be fucked with.

Dreaming is not always purposeful.
It is a wild and sorted affair of tension taming to a current across the complex tasks of a body at rest.
The night shift of all things organ and used.

Tin castle for a temporary king.
He must reign before it rusts.
And it would poke him in the place where your decisions leave knots and rust-shut locks.