Scatter your enemies

you are being watched--

There!! Do you deny

the flashes of frenzy

in the borderlands

of your gaze

weaving out and about

a dance of death

on the roof of your mouth

tearing your eyes

from your darkened skull

soaring ever higher

only to dive, screaming

impaled on bloody fingers

reaching further for the stars

stars which are ulcers

running sores of brittle fire

and behold, there is no light

but there are eyes

in the flames

unconsumed

straining with anticipation

on levels deeper and deeper

gaze into them

with growing fascination

and arise!! They are your own!

What have you become?

Deny it all