Sorrow Junkie

 

Nothing

but a low-

downed

            ful)

sorrow(

            junkie;

a mourning, masochistic trunk

wails beneath harpies’ nests

to greedily sop its woeful well of ruddy tears

into spongy bark.

Veins atrophy,

            slain under manic stainless steel:

needles pushed too far

spit venomous tears

into temporarily pacified meat;

bittersweat preservation

            saves blood like food

for bruises;

            swollen saline drip head

floats higher

            with each released drop.