The disquiet of a heart in the presence

of such untempered spirits

Faeries, Demons, Knaves

dance upon a broken body

In the shadows

A disquiet moves

unseen

Formless, Nameless.

Empty.

footsteps echo in the cavern of a chest

A once-lived life bludgeoned

by the gnarled cruel clubs of circumstance

twitches

bloodied eyes swollen slits

recoiling in the light

Drawing

shallow

quick

punctured

breaths

for a gargled soundless scream

drowned

in the silence

of deafening, buzzing,

nothing.