What is your go to poison?
Choose… wisely!!
Wisely?
A pill… bitter to swallow?
Death
It is easy
Coy even
Playing hide and seek
Or so it seems
Playing hard to get
Silence, sleep… Perhaps that is all that I seek?
Death
It is no enemy
Aloof, indeed, untouchable
Distance, Detach, Dissociate
From the pandering… to the clamorous racket
From the Acheronian shores
Sail away, swiftly
Distance, Detach, Dissociate
Sail swiftly away
Homeward?
Tangible touch
I do detest!!
Hands, unclean
Bare feet, treading slowly
Not lightly… on ground pebbled – shrapnel-like, sharp and small
Treading … slowly, barely
The body… it breaks
The spirit
It Forges On
Unbroken, Undeterred
An act of violence
That is life Death Divine
Sweat… profuse Juxtaposed “Lovely, Dark and Deep”
Blood – red
Screams and shrills
Break
Break
Break
The body breaks
Bit
By
Bit
Limb
By
Limb
Bone, marrow, flesh and all
What does it matter?
Ah MATTER
Is that all?
Is that all that matters?
For the body
It breaks
“on thy cold, grey stones”
“O, Sea”
STOP, HALT
IT IS TIME TO FUNCTION
I KNOW YOUR GAME
TO CEASE THE SPIRIT THAT FORGES ON
TO STOP IT TO FUNCTION
Choose your poison
The pills, or the piercing injections
Blinding plain sight
Creeping fog
A coup… to malfunction?!
A few moments in time, you say
Move on
Worry
Not
Pass over
Pass on
Pass by
Moments… they ferry on
‘Lie down’
‘Lie down’
‘You better sleep’
‘Rest a while’
‘It will pass over’
Ah fool me forever
Drain, pain
A bitter pill to swallow
How do you like your poison?
Sweet or Sallow
Unmade bed
Warm sheets
Coaxingly beckon
Saccharine, nightshade
Drink, drift off
Ferry on
To sleep divine.
