i remember this human shipwreck,
at the mercy of ghosts and men.

an ogre that could not admit the system.

guilt and fear are miraculous; the only
short circuits that destroy the heart.

the flesh is an organ one cannot trust;
the spectacle of self a wild malignancy
which helplessness cannot rely on.

in an autistic universe it is difficult to know
the misery that scorns the earth.