trying hard to be unmoved.
Squatting on a heaving mass
Shudders striking sparocicaly
Feeling every rampant ripple
Spreading across automaticaly
Since the trigger is a slow burn
As yet to be over the threshold
I am the will of top down
To stay calm to behold.
The roiling belly of my beast
causing this sickness
Broken in brain switch
Gifting in me this that is madness.
W