The poison of yesterday

Submit to the liars. Race with
the deceivers. A gift of worms.
Laughing with glee. Noting the
dead are near.
     Recreate their world. Look
behind the hidden. Do you see
us. the innocent waiting to
escape.
    Hold me close. Dare I believe
that you were sincere. Can one
ever understand in moments
of pain? Tethering on those
fine hairs of pleasure and death.
     Distant are our minds.
      Images flash in our eyes.
     Motions cease.
      Did I want to think
I really knew you? To trust
you. So broken. Now I lie in
a shallow grave. Feeling
my new friends.
       No shame except the
exposure of my darkened, lost
past.
       I wait to be found.