Alive, no A-life
Self-hatred and guilt, failing to progress
A hindrance, standing in the way
The darkness in your day
That blacklisted vapour
That cloud in your body
The low and unfortunate spec of contraband
In a blind black earth
Holding blind black earth
Born from a ghastly place
That writhes and chars and abolishes
Molesting your body with a dull, matte
More than tar– spluttering
A calamity, the great divine crime
We live to fight another day
Though only sometimes.
(2014)
