All Hollow

Eve of ghostly emotions let loose


        from a chained, clang-banging harried heart


Moaning like gap-toothed children


        without a bag of sweets—nothing good to eat


Smelly like defeat and deceased goals


        under withering trees, beyond hope of fruition




Today is the day of eternal haunting


        Tonight is our last, dear dead skeletal friend


                Tomorrow may you RIP with my ripped-out heart

Maggots

               rising

squirming          festering 

                                     on the decaying surface of our minds

                                                                                  k

                                                                                c

                                                                              o

from a plague a pox a chicken with its head cut off a c      a doodle doomed

by m ass misunderstanding yet definitive delineation.

See another bound bundle of sticks torched.  Another faggot flamed.