A Weak Flesh

confusions arising
gnashing from a distance
beating like a demonic flame
derailing to coherence
what ends must we conjure

trolls. drolls.
for whom one should call
or heed
or bleed
or weep
feeble and raw
demented. afoot but lifeless.

important as fire
such convictions
yet from whom do we hide
to win over
for a battle long lost
obscurity forever