bloodletting

so buried, i am, under this drift of biting snow,
nipping and tasting me with its icy chokehold, fingering my larynx.
damn this frost, creeping into my mouth and down into my lungs;
fuck this rot spewing from within.
so dying, i am, under the thump of this 10-ton hammer,
resting on my chest and smothering my limp soul.
damn this parade and all you sycophants leading the charge;
fuck this absurd desire to breathe.
so airless, this thin path — this deepening wound,
bloodletting without end.
damn this hole, from which i shout:
fucking cover me now or never look at me again.

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