Overflow

swelled over the top
crawling down in livid drops
protruding to cover the stars
 
leaving me empty
a stoic mess
surrounded by cheated peace
comforted in the ease of this desert
I lay
blankly hearing their pounds
their pain
deaf to me.
 
the blood washes through
infecting my ashen wasteland
the veins pulse
chocking the blindness away
my ears bleed for them
the depraved screeches carve slowly through 
becoming a carrier of their illness

until I overflow
once again find my desert
my perfect phantasmagoria