i live in a shell of bones voodoo in a beer can my mind a twisting smudge that mar's the night and that thing cries in screaming syllables
withering and being born bornless
a pyromaniac in flames running from its cold charred center
all faces and bodies an endless geometry of cast shape shifting shadows open doors closing every lid a coffin
dropping dead from my own evil eye false alarms and deep ruts
i am meat and spirit from the abyss a blood shot eye ball floating in mud in search of shelter while fighting off The stings of red earth worms by furious blinking