insalubrious

presently tense as you
cover me with a sawed off
pretention
aformentioned razor stripes my
libido with pretty red lines
you read my lines and
i missed the whole point
this foggy gray stuff has left
me disjointed
disengaging from an imagined
hot rage, keep it caged up
with a three quarter inch
barrier between
the sick and the suffering, and
the innocent thing
four quarters
a whole of it all
sum of my parts
is visualized, and
curiously, baby, it
looks just like you.