Mutaphoria
The Words I was Fed
This ugly thing extrudes from me;
Devours eyes, ears. Whispers
Its truth. On perception’s periphery
Subtly screams. Everything quiet now raucous.
Acclimation’s a curse. Nudge the baseline;
Experience shifts. It’s addictive.
Recognition no longer enough.
But if I withdraw — it won’t
Be bed down. I was, and will be,
Ever its home; poisoned no more.
body of stone is out of print from The Blasted Tree Store
Featured by The Blasted Tree: October 26, 2021
Helen Robertson
Contributing Author
body of stone by Helen Robertson is a Blasted Tree original collection of poetry.
ISBN [Digital]: 978-1-987906-76-9
Cover Design by Kyle Flemmer