Trapped in this dark space
soul lost to an even darker fate
and time moves like a slow curse
in the belly of the ever ravenous worm
the watchful predator with a devoted
kind of sickness, mad and
twisted like love
stalking its prey, waiting in the
silent shadows to collect what
is owed, eager to claim its offering
of flesh to welcome me in
to my forever home

1/24/2016 ©Debbie Berk