INVALID BREATHE
GROANING SOUL
FALLEN TO A FATED ILL FORTUNE
FALTERED NOISY STEPS
IRREVERSIBLY QUIETENED STILL
SHATTERED DREAMS
ERRORS OF ITS HOPELESS CARELESS DREAMER
WHOSE
ONES VIBRANT SELF
IS
HELPLESSLY ENCLOSED IN A FOUR EDGED BOX
AIR IS THE LEAST OF YOUR WANTS
NOT WITH A NOSE THAT WILL NOT BREATH
FOOD,
NOT AGAIN WILL YOU FARMISH FOR
YOUR TEETH HAVE BEEN FOREVER TIGHTENED STILL
SEX,
ITS UNCONTROLLABLE CRAVE NO LONGER
WILL BE YOUR WEAKNESS
NOT WITH DEAD CELLS
AND
CLOSED EYES
THAT NO LONGER WILL BEHOLD BEAUTY.
AIDS, IN ITS SPEAROUS ARMS
YOU ARE FOREVER EMBRACED.
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