Dogs 2012

ANATOMY ANOMALY
(2/8/12)


I carry
my addiction
deep in the recesses
of a metaphysical
torso

a drooping
diseased
organ
that remains
harmless
unless agitated
by either external
or internal
means

it is my
appendix
of dysfunction

simple
surgery
would be a bit
too forward
to fix
this hidden
affliction

cut me open
and all
that you will see
is the result
of the rot

what you
are able
to remove
will kill me

talk to me
until the oxygen
runs thin

I shall smile
and nod
understanding
every word
and nuance
seeming
perfectly
intelligent
and reasonable

but all
to no
avail

possibly
even before
you depart
my presence
I will revert
to form

sharing
my failure
in a way
that I could never
share
my malady

if you
believe
that love
conquers all
try to love this
ugly artichoke
of an appendage
out of me

we will
both
end up
miserable
and alone

as I
and they
have
so many
times
before

however atrophied
it remains
a fundamental
element
of my existence

it is not
me
but it colors
every encounter
that I have

from your
viewpoint
I wear
the withered skin
of my sickness
like a shroud
of unholiness
covering
my true being

actually
it is a warped gear
deep within the works
presently disengaged
but spinning
in suspended
disbelief
waiting to alter
the main drive
once again

what you see
is me

I know
that it makes
no sense

unless
you have died
a hundred
similar deaths
comprehension
will always
elude you

the best
that you can do
for both
of us
is to walk
away
now

perhaps
we will be friends
once more
in the very
near future

but we
shall never
speak of this
again