Black Dog

Going to seed
Among the weeds
Day is disfunction
Heart a dead beat

In this grief-stricken mindscape
Solitude screams
Deafening death-count
Desolates me

Derelict wasteland
Of felled sapless trees
Umbilical branches
Burial leaves

Uncultivated
Emotional needs
Disintegration
Instability breeds

A walking abortion
Intent on destruction
O positive lifeblood
Gushing irony