Insidious Epidemic

Insidious epidemic,
You are always under
my skin, scratching
beneath my fragile surface,
With demented
Inquisitor fingers!
Did I expect you?
I should have!
You are aura, crawling
Parasitic blackness,
Engulfing misery,
How I loath you,
Each touch, an unending
Surreptitious nightmare,
And I know the truth,
Doppelgänger we are,
Together we stay,
To the grave
And eternity.


Poem © Phen Weston


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