Insiduous

I will not yield to glass,
Challenge me.
The past grinds it's heel in the acid dust
Defiant beneath the glazed, opaque stare of aged cataracts.
Time freezes my face.
Cool fingers ease the crevices of pallucid skin.
Nails of ice shatter brittle bones.
Stale taste of oblivion
Void unfurls
An eel writhing
the flux of time
Painless diffusion