Lurk Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

Lurk

It's something inherent like a breath of air,
not apparent as a grasp of air,
To know usurpation is shinning in the dark,

palpitations like heart beats,
something sinister like inhuman,
in an instant is gone,

everything will be on the vanishing, left rusted on this beautiful body machine,

and you're hurled into the ancient regions, cosmos, you'll never understand,
Belonged and corpses,

The memory requires
If your toes are not scraped by the rough stones,
If your eyes had not missed the incoming car,

everything you've learned of life is belief,
you know of lessions and cancers that twin darkness, hiding in the dark,