KB
i died the other night
essence sloughed
off
as mud-thatched roofs
do
in deluges of typhoons
the crush of nothingness
abrogates
dopamine death throes
soul rent asunder
like
still-beating hearts
torn
from sacrificial breasts
reincarnation earmarked
as
fruitlessly sisyphean
for
i am but
blasphemous ash
dangling
from the cigarette of christ
