I am nothing, but all:

a totality without

definition to describe

the vacuity within.

Bound to my skin

like a bear raging

against its chains,

each second contemplates

its blood-soaked revenge,

as if an afterthought

confirming the mistake

turns with disdain

from the banquet table

unable to renege.


(December 6, 2017)

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