2137: It shall return to meby Mike Bell7 August 2021

It shall return to mewithout portent [noclear signal] – I let acontraction settle &command all grips –

all workings will notbe set by my adjure –It is time to roll intoa ball to deal with awash of discomfort –

Among my bones isa constant ghost [&soon I will becomemy own spectre] – &my day goes down –

led to a lower pointamong drownings &up to auld hangings[a ripened carcass &entertainment for a

baying crowd of ale-sucking witches] – Abrief respite is a testof my mettle – pauseof spasms & daggers

[but then back] – If amarriage has a valuethere is expectation –it ‘ll thrive – but oneset by greed will fail –

& other learnings asmy body burns [withits own insurrectionunder my skin] – Seehow disease patrols

our past & future – Itis not treatable – shesaid it could be [as acounting of cash setsouring tears to run]

& my body aches forauld ways of sex – ofextremes allowed byworking fingers – seeme break apart – see

me fail & how failureaffects my senses – atightening of muscle[not for show] – a pullat my tightened soul