Canidae

Canidae - Ghostlimb

Confusion the came

In the fall of eight seven

Warned me before

My ears ever heard the shake

And sixteen years on

I found you placid peaceful

And floating alone in that water

Without so much

As a swell

Or a wake

The psychosis we nurture

In some inner sancta

That suffering is ours

And ours alone

A callous dangerous

And inert indifference

If the chosen topic

Of discussion is agony

And the semblance

Of altruism

We wish to maintain

Intention

Is to reject that rule

And in every way

Lessen

Avoidable

Meaningless

Pain