Violent collar bone and the ribs
long and ominous limbs
held together by that gold cross hung on his neck
Conscience no longer resides in that body but a
conglomerate of organs sustaining their own will that
cage this burning desire
the crests his ribs create
the fire inside him eventually cracks them open and
faces the abiotic realm
collapsing together with the host that carried history
worth of millions of years
Angles 