Frankenstein

Now my monster I’ve stitched
From my own flesh and blood
From my own thoughts and dreams
From my own clay and mud

I gave birth to myself
I’m repulsive to see
In the whole of my world
I am no-one like me

I’m the other within
I’m the covenant dark
I’m the monster that longs
For relief from the stark

I’m the creature deprived
I’m the empathy mute
But for life I still yearn
For a whole constitute

It’s a half-life I lead
In a shadow of dawn
I am ripped from my shell
By distinction am torn

It’s a hideous birth
From my own spawn I flee
For I cannot confront
What I someday might be

Between daytime and night
These are two lives I lead
And can neither fulfill
On the other to feed

From my monster I flee
Across glacial waste
Desperation unfurls
In the trail of my haste

But my menace it saps
At my strength as it tags
In its voiceless erase
And my long shadow drags

And it pines a grey cord
Til it stretches the ice
Where the snowfields it stains
Far horizons to slice

I have no reconcile
For this sundering within
Is there half-life or death,
My cesarean twin?

Whom I forged from my fears
And I bore in my hate
And refused to the world
Though your need was innate

It is not you they know
You’re the ruin in me
Can I keep you contained?
Can I set myself free?

I am cannibal twins
A dichotomous soul
Between halves my blood thins
Weary, crumpled the whole

There is no more dispute
To a shared fate consigned
It is mutual death
That my halves are resigned

Then mitosis was fatal
Both my minds decomposed
And perhaps from the ash
Phoenix horror arose?