today
the disconnect
between
electric squid
and eroded spine
a dissociative
chasm best intent
tumbles
endoverend into

i strain
yet never hear
it find
the bottom

a clapperless
bell swinging madly
from the cathedral
of abandoned passions
a small boy
deafened
by his own
heartbeat
longing for
all he knows
he does not deserve

a last candle
in a carbon scorched
glass from burning
too fiercely
in cyclically
terminal unreciprocated
heartspasms until
the last ashen remains
float in a slowly
solidifying sediment
of detrimental sentimentality