Indecision

Delusion, bodies scurrying below 

skipping and lapsing and praying to god

Out cold on the floor 

Time to scrape this fragile heap

of dead butterflies

from inside her mouth

Who has injected all the daises

with hallucinogenics

Farmer with the locust eyes

is screeching at disabled pigeons  

Orgy of grass blades infecting each other

Like the swill of stomach acid 

Overhead the sky curdles 

thick sickly sludge  sprayed out like embalming fluid

Now shes awoken but nauseous

Hammer swung down 

earth shattering forces

Turned inside out, dark clots on pale fortress