A fraction thrown into abyss
A sliver of chosen tragedy
Cast those creaking lights
Like crisp piercing tails
Trailing the wounds
placed over our hearts
run smooth,  touch hesitantly
fingers sliding over the scar tissues
tombston buried forever
in our figments of contorted minds
Oxygen flushing into
Brittled cavities of our lungs
stung rotten with words which stung
take a damp sponge
Spewing warm water
learn to dab our own heads
to soothe the fever
of humanity's love
and endeavor