The Invisible Scars
A fiery brand
by darkness's heavy hand
Woefully woven into latent lattices
of raw remembrance
Too shrouded by shame's lofty shadow
for the shallow-sighted
A tangled tether spun
from the fallen ashes
of defiled dreams
Freshly festering
like bifurcating lesions
beneath the broiling flames
of hardened hatred
The trailing tendrils
of parasitic impression
Whose burrowing roots bore
coldly into bone
like algid anchors
Dredging the ensnaring social recesses
like draglines for the damned,
the cursed, the forsaken, and forgotten
Fallout of abuse
in the name of love
Sluggish snags split septic whip-slashes
from recoiled repetition
of thrashing trogging
through the badlands
of magnetized memories
Desperate to attract the commiserating company
of invisible victimhood
Sinking sacks splay-off
from the colostomic catchment
Into the ether, waiting to spoil
like spores of waning attachment
Birthed upon your face
like an organ-death orgasm
Leprous, leaching leeches
tease tears
Unseen to the woundless
Greasing the grotesque gyrations
and are left
like toxic trails
Forming the legacy of your love
in a blood spilt timescape
of torturous tapestry