Protecting
preferred privacies
to maintain
remaining sanity.
but this behavior
is divisive.
mind and feelings separate
like rocks in a quake.
body taking a hit,
hunger shakes,
cold like a winter lake.
calamity
coiled in guts
oiled in fear
like a snake
rearing its head in a field,
strike-posed
and dripping with
imminence,
ready to sink fangs
into my innocence
and with a limitless tongue
forked like a wishbone
whittled and sharp
like a fishbone
stuck in your throat,
coated in malice,
swallowed and washed
with a chalice of soap...
... a misguided attempt
at a cleansing
of the self-applied.