Poems 11 - Was it the Blood?
What was the horror
In the days where we lived :
When we were
“incarnate”?
We ate flesh.
We tore it from other beings.
We ate it.
We wore their skin.
Was that the
“abhorrence”?
The real horror was:
That nothing could save us from the worms that ate us.
Or from the other things that lived inside our bodies
Waiting.