Descent

There are monsters
Then
There are
           Monsters
Among the dead
We find
       Ourselves
Juggling guns 
We are
      Trapped 
In the maze
The world you 
Created
For all of us
Dragging wounded 
                Limbs
Over dirty cloth
I lay down
           Your 
Burthens
Angels
Light and formless 
Weakest of the weak
The knife with which you 
Gut
    Me
Hangs dull and heavy
At your side
Sharpen it on the 
                  Steel
Of my heart
Before the killing
                  Plunge
Save me 
From us
       Again
I am
     Not
Going 
      Back

One thought on “Descent

  1. gywn phillips says:

    Just. Wow.

Thank you for letting me know you were here.

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