Epitaph of An Addict

Epitaph of An Addict
Stalking him;
Always now.
Sleek- a panther,
Its coat cast obsidian
Under a moon in anarchy.

Behind him, or in front,
Clutching deeply until each appendage of self falls victim;
The brain,
The belly,
And the heart unwittingly surrenders,
And the heart.

For although it assuages his fear
It absorbs the essence of the spirit!
It has given inexplicable sorrow a name.
And although the symptoms are in juxtaposition
Nonetheless it absorbs the essence of his disease;
In this, he has found the essence of his epitaph!

And you, who are behooved by deadly youth's penchant for morbidity,
Seize now, his eyes,
Glance for glance,
And answer this question which binds
His life, to a name!

Who can be so blind
As to assume that one is amongst the living
Because you see him walking?
Because his lungs expand
And so much toxic air is absorbed, and expelled.