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My body

Is still ablaze,

As vapors rise --

Fluid skin

Trapped behind a blurry haze

Slides, in chunks, to the ground.

I am shedding my gown.

I want to be seen

By your eyes -

Stare directly into my heart --

Fueling,

Pumping

Blood and cries

For no other reason

Than to keep me alive

Through colder seasons --

Winter's lies...



A walking climax

Of skeletal symphonies -

Crescendos of flesh

Deceptively draped

Around lifeless bones.

A hollow skull -

A cave of echoes

Resonates across sanitized sheets...



And with eye sockets

Carved out

I produce

Unclear visions

I've lost my ground to you.

And now only stumble

Towards whatever lies

In front...



Bawling... healing...

Hurting... feeling...

Gone......

Actions

Stripped of meaning.



An ambulatory bodybag

Existing

Only to keep

Moving...