"misery" [1995.0605.1023]

with sails made of skin
flayed from a thousand children,
i caught the winds of final breath.

on a ship made from the bones
of a long-forgotten army,
i scythe across an ocean of blood.

with a chalice made from the skull
of an infant, i drank my fill of
intoxicating tears.

and with an endless rope made
from the tongues of poets,
i bound the future... forever.