Sheets of flesh & blood

Today
I revel in my illness,
rolling about in ecstasy
through the pillows
& sheets,
laughing into my face
blood dripping
from each orifice

as I hold onto
the worlds about my
body

each turn brings
more
into perspective
& the agony
the beauty of such
encumbers my being
as an infant
w/ no
mother or father
in
adulation,
running to assist my
every need