It's hard
being true...

A Darwinian
nightmare...

Was it
only yesterday...

With economy of words
tap my well...

Exoskeleton
carapace...

I wither
on the vine...

Been there
done that...

It seems
all my life...

In a slow motion descent
to the dead...

Something sick
spewing such images...

This moment sublime
I wish I could bottle...

Interminable
obsessions...