Holy Diver

(so i can't get this formatting this to work, but there are a bunch of crazy and wonderful line-breaks)

Ambient
Folds of reality
Noise behind
My head Behind
My ear-
Drum.
Tap
Tap
Tapping.
On my window
Pane?
Pain?
Paid for,
Pre-eminently
Perforated.
My Equilibrium
slides
further
and further
in two
Behind my eyes
that spot
Between
balance and brilliance
Between
Better and Best
Beyond the
sky, Before space
Between
my carpet and box-spring

When I see a vision
of a
Flash
Light
As my father and
save yourself.

I can't hear the grandfather clock
anymore, furthermore
I promised I wouldn't stay
down there
that long, but
the water is
cool, The only place I
hear the Cadence,
no more

pop.