Forever

The malignancy grows with fibrous insistence

as the body wastes and rots.

In the face of destruction

Death pulls at your sleeve

Your body writhes in anger

Your body writhes in joy

In the face of death

Spider in your ear

Mice at your heart

We can't deny the monstrous

Our flesh entwined

And grown together

now disentangles with all its pain

Disease remission

Divine intervention

I've been busy making my effigy

And I suffer the hurt of a fragile strength

I won't open the wound delivered by weakness

I won't open the wound aware of its weakness

And be nothing but the weak...

In longing and in sorrow

The burden of effort and the weariness of distrust

We part in wordless staring tenderness.

With sores, scars, and crippled healing

I will believe in you forever.