Monster

And so it is
All other emotions deceive
My senses have rounded on me
And made me a monster
A monster taut with wet rage
Fight me again
Write me a friend
My blistered hands sweat with the beating
I see before me only what came before
And it seems right
Worthy
Can you castigate this fool
To recede to a woodland
A shrubbed mess of Her creation
Lay still while I bleed
And let me go with the birds at dawn