What I was rummaging about in you
Turned out to be strong, discarded verbs
Skyrocketing into repulsed adverbs
Unconscionable prepositions
Drifting astray into anomalous places
Stripped down vowels, disintegrated rhymes
Helpless subjects and predicates
Ceasing to stream in stillness

You left me knife-slashed
My throat sore and swollen
Ripped dreams spinning
In inconsequential flow
Broken poetry soaked
In horrendous, unilluminated scenes
In all your madness
I crashed into starless sadness
Stuck in slumberland
As I shuddered to think about
The days and nights ahead of me