Chris Davis
THROUGH THE WOUND AND INTO THE BONE

as I strained through muddied creep
 my mind searches in tandem
  spirals fighting, never finding
   how thinly
    my life cries
     deny deny
      willful wonders caress me along
       drifting further and further
        into a crowded bottle
         you made complete
          something concrete
           and so I notice
            blackened chains
             and clasps on my feet
              deny deny
               distant
                I have become for you
                 living my life in spectral phases
                  lost eyes in blinking smiles
                   of distant goals
                    the light winking out
                     one last time
                      deny