the sickness

the sickness

You thought you were cold

It was just the flu

If it was me it would be pneumonia 

I would stone ya

I’m laid back like a  corpse

Yet remain animated 

Like  a cart holding music

Think about it

Let your mind un-make it

I heard you have stage four

You thought I was the dose

I don’t know why for 

You shouldn't have stayed so close

Thought you were healing

You were just chasing my heels

I thought there was gum on my shoe

Turns out I was just stuck in my ways

At best it’s a terrible feeling

They called it shivering

It was diagnosed as a seizure 


You couldn’t turn away

It was meningitis

And it infected  your conscious

Leading to a  cricket’s death


For all your reps

You couldn’t get off your cross

Your  faux pas was beautiful 

You tripped  all summer

And fell until December 21st


Let’s be blunt

I got you lifted

So you never realized

You were so down


Down on your knees

Searching for a god on your level

Looking for a sinner

That understands the chemistry 

Of a bevel


They had you at hi

And lost you by pothermia


Standing in a maze

Wandering in the sulci

You’re amazed

Wondering about  the I


Exits look like a beginning

So you’re not sure

Are you living or dying?

Is it pleasure or just an enjoyable end?

You’re understanding doesn’t change the prognosis


A custom suit or sweats

No matter how you exorcise

The end fits you well

The scythe won’t fail to recognize 


Your prayers left you with herpes simplex type one

So your lips betrayed your intent

Your faith falls as judgement

And I can’t trust your voice

Or you alone


You’re marked for life

An intelligent virus

The cure is just a legal death

You went over

And dozed

Semi-permanently 


You’re woke now

With eyes still blind

You don’t see I’m infectious

I stopped trying

I just did


I dropped the hook

And got you to bite

With no bait

Just another lethargic line


The light you see in me

Is just 30 pieces of silver

They're not 30 medals for losing

Just a price

Nothing else to see


The approach?

Simple


How are you undone?

In five ways

Led like a fish

To the slaughter


Justly justified

Unsuspecting 

Deliberately done

An adoring act

Subtle signs sent


How were you murdered?

Pneumonia

The cure

And shadows 

You think the light conquers the shadows

These shadows hit a little different

There’s no cute pleasant rhyme

Just a  consistent reason

Your  inevitable end

The sickness

Captured

I am infectious

How do I know? 

I stopped trying

And watched the lens adjust

Your shutter

Caught the strain with speed

Giving it immortality

Words outliving the print

Wrestling emotions

Drawing tears

During a drought 

A picture of pain

Framed without lidocaine


Joining

Eclectic energies

And

Numbing nerves.

An accident actually  

RAw

RAw

the smile