I’m stuck in this…..nothingness.
The devil tucks me in
at night. I sleep with cannibals.
I am an apple core. Pigs food.
Where did my blood come from?
I am just a trick.
I do not exist.
My sweat is black magic.
I am invisible.
I am air particles and
part of the walls.
I am seams in the carpet.
A blue moon today
is sad sand tomorrow.
My body is borrowed,
taken by the Mexican gun
and his man.
I am abandoned.
I have abandoned this sickly,
trapped in infected placenta.
A dark traveler between
thought and matter.
The water is cold here
but I am colder.
Death is coming.
He’s tied around my shoulders.
My only friend.
My heavy boulder.