My God

Jaw clenched

as they

wrench down the door,

a sharp crack,

and then a wretched smell

that knocked

my spirit to the floor.

-

My God.

-

An unforgettable image,

kaleidoscopic colours ‘cross the skin,

blue hues, blood drip

from mouth vestibule.

-

The light left on,

and there is a

single, bloated body home.

-

My lights left on, too,

and they’re leaving as we speak…

-

Red and blue crew,

their black bag in slow pursuit

and the memory which returns

in the silences between their roaring laughter,

in the ad breaks which interrupt my

blissful distraction

the glaring TV screen,

unwelcome image of your demeanour

in that final moment.

-

The corner of the room

abducted by

what’s left of you.

-

My clinical detachment lost,

another victim

to your whirlwind.

-

My God.

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Inspired by Armand Hammer’s ‘Ice Cups’ from their album BLK LBL (2024)