eyes that dart then wander round their tomb heart turned into a fist when the body can t move wants out of its box then the yellow one stuck between sleep and panic that paint is a brutal prison guard waves an insulting gesture at me jumps out the chest and starts running at the walls it s losing its shit and swears there s a room outside this one it s just a reflective vest that covers for bloated guts that exist to serve themselves and they stop functioning all at once at least let him look out