Living War

Heap of gentle mass
summoned by seasonal silence
clipped insanity cloaks fury
a frenzy of feelings that murder
whipped up pink cheek features:
her face articulates a pet theory
a way forward through marshlands
a map that buried intent

the dust of cursed atomic failings
scattered under covers
trails of burnt leather fingers
drag dust patterns
across that winding dominion

the rippling tightened muscles
describe expression,
those lines on your forehead
inscribed with instruction
a message for the living
from the frail figments of failure

the words of the future
frittered away potential
warning angels standing on buildings
controlling this storm
this war between cellular life-forms

and their world

31 Jan 2016