Metaphorical

Clotted, 
The veil of tomorrow, 
Peeling layers overtly 
From the atmosphere of me. 
 
I stand naked; 
A photographic negative 
Of who I’m used to represent. 
 
Cloaked... 
 Obscured. 
 
In alveolus I search; 
Capillaries insufflate, 
Constrict, encroach, 
Thick as London fog. 
 
Caesium pin pricks perch 
Like diseased stars, 
Precariously, 
Over a cancerous moon 
In my lung... 
 
 I struggle to breathe; 
Obsidian. 
 
Lord, reverse chiaroscuro, 
Masticate on charcoal, then 
Swallow these shadows 
In my soul.

Umbriel