Their Nightmares of the Dark (poem)

A partial, phenomenological poem about abortion.

Ended the blob of life
an inconvenient truth

like protoplasm salted with mindless time

destined for destruction

nothing morally speaking

the second hand spun

humorlessly

Cash value of consumption

better forms to wonder

of grown brains

set on a tee

golfed to neverwas

mistaken logic

Flesh in cars wrapped bags

never driven to delivery

of herniated politics

sugared and spiced

Ivy league lives

where hives wor e-winds

Darkness is all around

a hydrogen-helium star

shelves of dimension’s

mentions lost in depth

shapes, forces, atomized structures

blobs of death

conveyed to never was

awoke.