Criminal

A melody of muffled screams
For an absent audience,
A priest who anoints with arsenic,
The grand finale of self-destruction;
Much like slicing skin
Or living in perpetual fear.
Illness is faithful but
Grappled by survival,
Some wear it as a suit
And animosity as a blanket
That keeps them warm
On feverish nights.
Death is under the eyelids
Of bloodshot eyes.
The sultry body of youth
Is a tempting figure
That arrives at the illness -Unwillingly
Like the wind carries
The pollen it spreads -Unwillingly
After careening and
Clambering like a leaf it lands
In an untouched uterus.

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