Such base dreams
awaken me...

No matter
how hard I try...

One of those mornings
all the loose ends...

It's hard
being true...

A Darwinian
nightmare...

Was it
only yesterday...

With economy of words
tap my well...

Exoskeleton
carapace...

I wither
on the vine...

Been there
done that...

It seems
all my life...

In a slow motion descent
to the dead...