I fell apart
In one sly
And devilish wisp
To the tune
Of their baying delight

In the heart of passersby
Their eyes
Brimmed, with blistering joy

Garbed
In preyed upon flesh
Woven, from the off-color spool
I was battered
Yet stern in dissent

I’d fallen apart
To their gathering glares
At the toll
Of their envious whims

In the lifelong chorus
That scornfully wheels
From deep within
My guilt-ravaged dreams