despondent deliverance

unfortunately I rouse,
incapacitated, fettered,
fuzzily sensitising to
my bedchamber, I ruminate
and periodically deem adequate.
eyes hanging with encumbrances,
engendering the plagued gaze, 
empty and dull of scintillation 
that flickered out lang syne, 
inadvertently blighting all 
who love me enough to meet it 
with sorrow and remorse. 

bitter utterances resound— 
sarcastic, playful, yet
it swipes at my skin, scarring,
each reverberation swells 
the ache, once dull, now palpitating, 
degrading my ability to exist. 
repugnance laces my features, 
sewn into the cavities and pits 
inside I can’t otherwise fill; 
dentition stained, a miasma 
of decay, tainting energy 
emptily pledged to sustenance.

my body a vinyl record
obscure, weakened, aimless,
and the community the stylus,
passing over me, yet somehow
boldly navigating my scratched shell,
incapable of realising
impairment is done to the core,
ignorant that the music,
even with perpetual
interrogations “are you okay?”
like a broken record,
erelong will stop playing.

diamond grazing integument
unravelling muscle, a dazzling show,
zenith of the symphony,
populace vocalising and jiving
over the sound of my wails,
misconstrued to entertainment
solely from my torment.
severed sinew gathers in
accruals of sanguine liquor.
unseamed as the music crackles,
fading to a somehow louder silence
upon the tragic epiphany
of my lacerated cadaver.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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