a delicate arrhythmia pervading
of cracked voices, soaked in malaise
and vomit spilled, coagulating.
Like paranoia and panic it crept
metastatic, hempen and contagious
be the youthful forcibly wept
so virulent, potent and hideous.
It felt wounded, a gash, open
fiddled heavily by a muddy digit
perusing flesh beneath the skin,
to rape the limping spirit.
I am here, amidst this anarchy
of bodies mindless, and hollow
moving shadows in captivity
by their own subversive sorrow.
Struggling for alimentary earth
where seed can grow to life,
where breathe escapes dearth,
where warmth eases the knife.
