My mind, as tinder to flame
My heart, as ice under rain
My body, a workhorse for gain
My eyes, blankly stare in vain.
My mind, as smouldering ash
My bones, beginning to crack
My organs, a cancerous mass
My lungs, musically gasp.
My mind, erupting from steam
My thoughts, threads without seams
My neck, an overborne beam
My hopes, turned nihilist dreams.
My mind, as tinder to flame,
My hear, trembling again
My body, soon to be slain
My mouth, a requiem prayed.