There runs a poison
Through the veins
That clogs the blood
And strangles.
There runs a poison unleashed
That burdens
Stings
Entangles.
Glory,
Its aggressors seek,
And falsify it,
They do.
Victims,
With complexions bleak,
Flee and fall
In soaking dunes.
There lies a body strewn,
With poisoned veins,
That root through the ground below,
Tuning
Contagion.