Icicle Spines

waves of dark pain cascade over me
running along shoulders and spine
creeping into the back of my neck
while icicle spines slip into my mind

sandpaper eyelids shutter my view
jawbones twist and grind
too much spittle within my dry mouth
and the loneliness of all alone easiest to own

quiet still nights in solitary confine
claim the beast within the cave of my mind
this, the only path to sanity and peace
in a world full of madness and slime

bells toll and rivers run deep
electrical flakes of light
another day done, didn’t have to run
and the last ladder rung still in place

so I gingerly step into the next day
and rub the grit from my eyes
it rained overnight, that light, it’s so bright

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