Crisped chrysalises, wrappers dappled aureoles
before unfocused dewy globes,
sunken in a fleshy mesh of sanguinary blotches
adorning a fossilized marble frown.
Jerky legs, under foreign operation,
spasm forward, subserviently heeding an intuitive map,
while my heart, sideways,
thumps that familiar tango,
Blues reverberating incompetence.
Ebon charcoal, daubed by droning whooshes
and effulging compound eyes
of swarming metallic beetles,
scurrying past me—
Awkwardly, throbs my sideways heart.
Every paralyzing pulsation
propels a decaying carcass—
lurching forward, staggering;
a moth at death’s bridle, patch-worked fabric wings seared
by blinding brilliance
yet mindlessly allured
to that fleeting luminescence;
the urges of my sideways heart.
with every Thump irregular,
cacophonic frustration emanates from
my entombed gaunt soul, a shrieking
abomination, devouring animosity,
caged within putrid ribs.
Simply craving, anticipation drooling;
Ascertaining value, bathing acceptance.
Yet failures, festering mosquito miasmas,
Aggravate my body, shipwrecked in infested swamps.
That infuriating, perpetual, teeth-grinding, skull-numbing tempo;
never ceases to remind me
of my infidelity.
Brewing, a storm hungers in the sky,
showering the world with a harsh, soaking pestilence.
Yet, enduring, my acrimonious heart still beats,
I know not when
That incessant noise will silence
But for now,
as it beats
an abhorrent rhythm never ceasing,
I will remain on this Earth;
my corroded cadaver
my broken mind
my wandering soul.