the last sin
  pale ashen sky
a bleary eye
clouds of recurring screams...
i am a zoo
  an octopus leviathan
tentacles into an ocean
of unformed emotions...
syphilis and love  
  syphilitic pall
stifles the clear blue
i contort...
shell and pearl
  amidst highs and lows
in life's ocean flows
a shell peony-mouthed...
i am an unmarried mother
  fed on stings
of barbed milk morality
my child-plankton...
the lovers
  cell upon cell
bridge of their union
hung on the pillars...
  ogre of age
and time cavil
at a warm picture...
the young today
  innocence thaws
at the altar
of ambition...

drug addict

i am:
an aborted fetus -flotsam
floundering in colourless liquid
in a ferruginous syringe
the pale pock marks
on my bastard child’s
adult hungry face
the gonorrhea growing
on my wife’s tired
torn inside
the murky smoke
of numbness smoldering
perforated bones

i have:
no pain
no joy
no fear
no anxiety

no love
no hate

sniff -snuff
i’m dead