After the Decay
You’ve torn through flesh of animals
And crushed the nuts of trees.
You’d hang with others like you
To tear all that enters to pieces.
Yet today you slimy sharp stone
Send me a biting signal. The nerve.
Buried beneath pearly white
Lies a canal of bottomless agony.
Like an alarm with no ‘off’ switch
That must get unplugged to stop.
In different times, you were
Indifferent like the Buddha,
Detached yet still on task, intact.
Now all the years of your toil
Consolidated to this message of pain.
A vengeance I can no longer endure.
I will level with you. You must go.
This same fate awaits your friends
Who pull the same.