neurosity LXXX

1 December 2013

madness in all shapes of lavender

an army of opportunistic pathogens,
recruiting bacteria, burgeoning in the nook
of a pale ear, your latest abscess,
about the size of an olive pit.

the self portrait of your sister haunts you
at 3 a.m. when you change bloody bandages.

the kaleidoscope of darkness
is also the size of an olive pit,
less of an almond, more like half a triangle.

si vis pacem para bellum.
if you seek peace, prepare for war.

when the draining stops, you stimulate
a series of reaction with a 9 millimeter
parabellum. when the voices

in your head start conversing in vietnamese
you’ll need a second pair of skin:
the largest organ, pretzel pulled.

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