Psoriastasis

Unabel am I
My words in murdermouth
In the bell of throat a mark is jarr’d
To err is human
I am the king of men
Master of collusions in
The first three ticks of time
Pixels of my skin in the sun
A palimpsest limp
Under layers of lacquer
Forshaken
The quavering crotchets of my stave
Sage and sinnerman
«You oughta be preyin»
Master of collusions in
The first three ticks of time
The knife in my back
Is a key winding down
Skin thin as biblepage
Heals in the tug, so tired
Weight for the wave, tsun on me
My era of errors rased
My frozen kneecaps
Melt and flood th seize
An overtaxed levee
The pie-eyed piper
Trailing shamblin' children
Mice-ash and raw ones
Foreshaken
Chilled, ring my heart
All kneel, elated
Annihilated
Psoriastasis
My skin in the wind
Sloughs off in sheets
A palimpsest limp
Pixels of my skin in the sun
Skin thin as biblepage