I see You there-
grinning up at me maliciously
black eyes glinting malevolently.
Black like midnight,
draping over your wispy body
welling fog barely fits under a cloak.
Yellowing, pointed teeth
waiting to tear,
A flash of scarlet.
Floating freely between various forms-
a white, misty fog in the darkness,
a boggart in the wizarding world
A shrill scream in the dark,
the last emaciated breath of a pale figure
oblivion, darkness, infinity, then-
Of all your
clinging to arid soil
Reign far above all else.
gentle creeping of cancerous bodies
like hornets traveling in a flock,
but with a tick’s numbing bite.
You slink up to a person unaware
infesting, infecting, sickening
You are cancer’s best friend,
and slow contributor to death.
You crawl in the halls
where death lurks.
last moments shared and remembered
You take from them the last living happiness.
You are within and without.
gel, cool on my hands
purifying sensation of sickness.
You are ivy
a small sprig of doubt left unguarded
growing slowly at first, then with startling rapidity,
crawling through a dark forest
slowly creeping over a tree until it has disappeared from view.
Are You... me?
You skulk through the chambers of my heart
gleaming red and gruesome pink
through aortas, ventricles
pumped through my arteries,
overtaking my body
returned through greenish blue veins
From my heart to my lungs
great rasping shudders
issuing from the sinewy depths
through my own mouth-
though my breath should not belong to You.
I am not You
I am not a tree for You to shroud
with your ivy.
My heart thuds
my hands shake,
but I rise.
Your cloak is flung off,
your eyes lose their gleam,
my hands steady
my breathing slows
Your body plummets
Wispy arms and legs unfurl like smoke
down a tapering tunnel of darkness
getting smaller and smaller,
never quite gone.
you are not welcome here.
Love, Hope, Confidence, Certainty
will tear your flesh from those old, grey bones
and that smile will never return to your lips.
No longer yours,