Animal

Stirring in bed again
Under this roof, hidden from god's wandering eye
Longing to wake up under a new unfamiliar ceiling
My heart lies along the roadside
Shriveled, strung with shards and needles
Struggling to breathe this recycled air,
Stale atmosphere, unsuited for gills
Distorted faces extending hazardous appendages
as I wade through an infinite sea of creatures
Some smile, others stare
Amongst false kin
and failing skin
Barely able to stand
Fatigued and denied rest
Wings and fins rejecting the host
Tearing me apart at the stitches
Sink, stumble, and stretch
Unknown organism
Alien anachronism
Monster
An entirely different kind of animal…