Days Like Today

It’s days like today 

when the world seems to 

spit fire between its teeth

and crusty sleep the shape 

of men fall from the pits it 

calls its eyes preaching

sour milk and stewed rabbits 

pissing on the fires and making 

them grow into furious monsters 

that I hate myself

locked in a battle of wings and 

rotting carcasses that litter

desolation with ancient pain 

that only my blood seems to 

know and understand 

a tale so old that it’s etched 

in the fields of the dormant mind

like a bomb about to explode 

just waiting

for the right trigger to 

ignite the storm and maybe then 

the battle will tip sides in my favor

and I will no longer have to sit through 

days like today


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