liii

dredge up the bile
coagulated stomach depths
blight rumination
spilling down the steps
of your apartment building
your neighbours sharpen their knives
come dinner time
the halls fester with intention
funerary suicide processions
countless dead children
blood swept out to the gutter
a trough for roaches
crawl back from their graves
post-nuclear winter
gluttonous but starving forever
terra nullius injustice
in repetition, it’s never enough
hospitals built for target practice
they don’t even know what they want
they just want, obsessively
hoarders of cruelty, rotting bodies
piling faster than the feast
they simply live to die
yet everyone else pays the price