Lifelong Foe by Nathan Williams


>From the corner 
of some room
It comes/glides/
brings with a rattle 
tremors to the heart
rate of mortals
shivers to the dead 
hangs like butchered 
swine bled dry
suggestions of smoke
from hollowed eyes spiral 
thru worms flicks 
no tongue jaw crooked
jowl set or cast 
I greet It with
disdain and check 
my wristwatch still
My lifelong foe
to be seen