Patient D

Words about D who was really hungry when about to die

Orbits

Snared on the end of the spoke spun grasps
D is giddy
Revolved in the constant eddy of this hyper seduction

It’s hijacked his anima
The sweetest draw
Pure totalist settlement

Then a hair trigger centrifuge
releases D
and chance trajectory fires him over
to the simplest alternative
Some lunch

So dying
is not on the menu
this lunchtime