HIMSELF

By Florin Rosca

He fell into this reality

With the splashing of blood,

Fresh chaos.

The smells, dripping and crazy

Grabbed and drowned him,

His own scent broken and scattered

Over grass, sand, and rotten seaweed.

Becoming bones, the last betrayal,

His being hardened and stifled

In this calcified prison that his screams

Could only slowly deform.

He never accepted this as himself.

He fell into this reality

With the splashing of blood,

Fresh chaos.

The smells, dripping and crazy

Grabbed and drowned him,

His own scent broken and scattered

Over grass, sand, and rotten seaweed.

Becoming bones, the last betrayal,

His being hardened and stifled

In this calcified prison that his screams

Could only slowly deform.

He never accepted this as himself.

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