Wednesday, August 20, 2008

building a better beast

feel it?
just below the bones, the meat.
i know.
it's strange, still there after all this time.
a slow, steady throb beneath the surface.
boom. boom. boom. boom.
steady, still dying but there.
years ago i thought we'd seen the last of it,
heard the last traces, lost somewhere in the mazes,
wounded beyond all capacity to heal.
the stains still color the stones brown.
we killed it or so we thought, torn to pieces and left to die
but it fights on.
no wonder it hurt so much to wake this morning.
bastard heart.

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