The ground ahead
Is unstable
And dropping out
From under our feet
The road, I swear
Leads us in circles
Because I know that
I have been here before
What if I find myself alone
What if I don't find my way back home
Push the knife into my back
And twist and twist and twist
Until the face behind my plastic mask
Breaks apart for another day
Push the point into my brain
Erase, delete, and revise away
Until no part of me remains
To be hollowed out another day