Friday, March 22, 2013

A samurai staring in the mirror

Stress in the eardrum like water stranded rolling in a crevice
The aqueduct has no drainage, hearing numbed to the belly of the beast
Feeds in the pit of my stomach pirating whatever nourishment is
Inserted through my mouth, stretch the tongue down my gullet

Here it comes, the explosion of erosion, melt the acids to breakdown
The commotion into lost nourishment for sensitive details
Muscles cannot grow when the monster gnaws on every bone
Sink down an answer and the creature metastasizes the marrow to cancer  

No transfusions, no delusions of letting go the awful constitution
Bill of demands, Faustian bargain in a foreign land
Pay the piper dwelling within, only way out is to kill me to kill him 
Chemotherapy paid for with a life-savings  

Devour the bills with the rainbow pills;
Charge-master says it is thirty-thousand in sliver to jump off the window sill
Unplug the doctrine, re-inform the chaplain, this is it, there is no more
No coming back, no going forward  

Falling in the heat of wet bed sheets,
Sweat wrecks in the pounding on an empty chest 
Enzymes craving the outsides, flesh gone corrupt to break the nut
Take me far, far away; throw this heart in the chest of another  

Donate the love and destroy the brain, spoils of civil war
Forgotten names, the self is not a self with a brutality cold
Too distant to remember to argue, bodies die and lives continue
Talk in circles and slide to mute; the warrior caged inside seppuku  

See the slit and smell the blood, the room can hear the sounds
Of a cancer’s bell rung, knock out round, the sum of nothingness
Particles rearranged; universal time, this was not the first game
No matter the sentiment the history is greater than any singularity

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