A Sterile Atmosphere of Commonplace Body Horror

Il pleut it’s raining
 The rest of us too
 Hydroplaning chewed up
 Some survive it’s dumb luck
 Some are bayoneted by steering columns or the axel of a truck I’m found in an airbag snuck in for when time’s up It’s never enough
 Say you don’t give a fuck but I see it in your eyes
 The fear 
 The clock’s taken hostage treated rough
 I’m sucking your blood every night
 Wheel turns I’ll burn the earth It’s down-pouring mites
 I’d sacrifice my life to make the clouds into storms
 Maledicted when they’re born above
 Afflicted 
 Torn to pieces by love and commercial jets I’ve suffered too many fools I have my regrets
 The arc of the twirling pool following footsteps
 Laid to rest in frostbitten hands
 I trace the silk road back in tandem with branded cattle
 Every path a ragged gash
 Jackals slathered in the meat of stragglers
 Babbling in streams
 Mausoleum keys fractal Levitate with doves
 Eat forbidden apples
 Watch bear cubs play and learn
 They got time for now but mom’s not long for this world
 Crosshair marks her heart
 Santa La Muerte calls it an art
 The thunder a warning shout
 Bullet’s already out the barrel
 Taking the quickest route
 Feral
 No master to bow before
 No miles left to travel
 I make a home wherever I’m able
 Crossed my name out of the play bill It’s time to forget those old tunes
 Table set with long chopsticks and spoons Loyal hounds looking for scraps off my plate
 One final act of kindness
 Shuffle off into the black