Bad Moon Wanting

Barrel gaze leveled
stuttering deep forest growth
Forgiving
no one
Loathed for words
spilled during viscous
violence
Greif a symptom
born systematic
in utero
Listen to the lies
percussing ubiquitous
Syllabic steel plates pressed
into every last pinhole
reminding flesh to back
away
slowly
The skyline dancing
in so many
distant caverns
Wherein the body quiets
a
dense dead rock
never forgiven
but forgotten
without
end