I’m fatigue worn
Fatigue worm
Crawling inside
The apple before my eye
Is rotten to the core
Conspiring against the fruit, the flesh
Inbred and untrue
Speak
God, damn you
This silent denial
Is destroying us all
Unseen heart of the desert rose
Lies dormant
Or, just flat out lies
Such devilish disguise
You wear
Is wearing on me now
Heavy, the worm is turning
24/02/21
Kerryn Lee Bon.