like a tick

blade
and hot flash
rain and then sun
and then
is not real
it is
not
pain
pain is not the
it was more from
it can best be
explained like that

blade
then hot flash
bullet and nature
fast fish from water
to pharma flush
pull the plug
ready

lock my closet and
my brain inside
leave the water for
the sand
check my daughters
love my daughters

first a son
then a brother
then a husband
after father
and
many other suits have been
worn and exhausted
by and by
by and by and by
and by

only four have mattered to
anyone but me
and
pain is deception
love and
double dealing
it is trying to be
them
and realizing after
one thousand lives
that them is but
illusion
them does not care

only those
four have cared
as i dig
like a tick into
the folds of isolation
and suck all that
there is until
blade and
heat added un
natural explosion

stolen
selfish
depraved
false
peace.