Rivulet(s) - American Pleasure Club

In this empty

Space left running

I feel nothing

I am nothing

In its darkness

And its movement

I feel nothing

Nothing in me

Someone pulled Rose off her

Crown or her cabinet

Empty front porch swing

Nightmare on basement step

Someone was with her then

Someone was with her then

Waiting

(All I want, all I need)

Somebody noticed the truck

Red like twin pools of blood

Rivulet (s), lost for words

Blank space where deaths converge

(All I want, all I need)