Rachel Sawaya
is not like losing a limb
it is more like gaining one
boneless and disobedient
sprouting from the chest or belly
tripping you up, constantly
apt to brush the ungainly
digressive chill of the grave
against any
who dare to approach
the worm is yours forever now
treating it kindly is the only
way to tame it, though it will
always be heavy
one day it may stop
leeching every vital fluid
let some trickle back
to swell your arid wastes
the only way to live
is to let it exist
it will grow no matter
your choices, so
jibe with the extremity
