Basilisk Putrefaction (written in 2011)

Sordid emotions corrode the walls

Walls of my mental resistance.

Of dragon bone and scale

It cannot withstand the freezing.

Parasitic serpents

They squeeze through the breaches.

Feelings I have felt before

Coming from many a source.

Battledress disintegrating

In the stirring sands of eyes.

Turning from my presence

Existence forgotten with harsh words.

Sinking

Sinking.

Dimming lights

Flickering feverishly.

Attempting to escape the sinking ship.

Bones crumbling to ash

Bursting into shards of ice.

Snakes have invaded

Morphing into a wave of seclusion

Alienation

Forlornness...

No notice from other wretches.

Not the decaying.

Not the anguish.

Scars adorn a helmet of ancient myrrh.

Soothing the wearer

Incensing the daemon.

A vagrant

An exiled reprobate.

No wonder the dragons perished.