i.
she’s too close
i can hear her when she screams
& feel the vibrance in my chest
her sadness my despair
each day new horrors spawn
deep claws penetrate
our fleshy bodies,
and she is my arm,
my skin, my blood,
and so too my pain.
ii.
i have lost my limbs
too costly, i severed
my arms, my feet,
my calves & my thighs
i am safe in this senseless fog
next, my eyes, ears, tongue, throat
scraps for the bin
i dissemble
welcomed to atomic nothing
iii.
what shall i rebuild,
reduced to scraps?
might i dare to see again?