disentangle from dreaming

Blurring within the fringe
I signify the very blood of me
and then, I smear it on my skin
the superficial world is no longer remedial
hushed flesh stretched to extremes
I quiver, many of the marginally unfeeling
are numb
people disappear because they are peripheral
not intramural, nor mechanism
rumors gelating with decay
barren trees hosting a leafless rustle
my blood, still red on the permafrost
spills colder

• Poesy