i played doctor for a day.

pushed my eyes in and splayed open my heart today.

but all i found

was three pounds of dust

and a dead bug.

there wasn't much room for thoughts anyway

because i made an indecision

about everything

and nothing.

there is a virus. somewhere.

microcosm of something diabolic. (i think.)

i thought i could trust someone.

someone who can save me.

i turned and see a report of someone

having a condition worse than mine.

i stretched out my arms for her.

she swept them away, and walked off.

time never saves. it festers.

till your mind collapses in gangrene.

so i stitched everything up.

and turned my face away.