Memory Fragments: Probity

Poison Seeps From Misery

Tic, tic, tic. Like the waterworks of my eyes, it too, seeps from misery
Although long ago I was but a mere child of the night, I too, grew weary
Casting away the poison, I too, sent my blood with a valedictory
Tic, tic, tic. I remain hospitalized while my life gets churned most eerie

Like dairy milk, expired and toxic. But of value for research and experiments
I see it every day. Not a mystery left as to what they are doing with it
A toxin most deathly, turned holy by my body's cerements
Like a mummy, ageless and arcane. Seeping knowledge bit by bit

But I am not a mummy. I am alive and well, yet here I remain
Bandaged up after what could be the most miserable time of mine
But it is alright, I guess. I get visits from my favorite monkey-brain
How I wish I could get out there. But my results have been on the decline

Thinking back on it now, I guess I did a pretty good job handling it
That cocktail of chemicals inside myself. I can still remember the taste
Not only that, but also the genes and splices all, as ever, so close-knit
What horrid creature I most have been. What kind of love he must have chased

Just what kind of love is that? To be so enraptured by...me? I guess?
Was it me? Or was it something about me? I cannot question right now
By morse code I communicate while in here. Tic, tic, tic. Press by press
But only yes or no I can say. Not too much seeps it seems they allow

I remember one thing though. What poison I carried through for him
I remember feeling envious of his rich, thick normal blood
I asked him if I could take a sip out of his right, strong limb
Like a vampire, he laughed and took me to a near flower bud

"Sip from these when you are hungry. They taste bloody, I guess"
What utter nonsense. But I tried it and, they taste good
Like rich iron flavor, they too oxidate and release a pleasant finesse
How I would like to taste those bloody irons once again. If only I could

Tic, tic, tic. I remember savoring them bit by bit. Drops of blood in my tongue
Sweet, nutritious, rich, thick. All in all, my favorite part of being with him back then
It does not matter how long it takes for me to recover, I will come for my hero unsung
Tic, tic, tic. How I will hear the hospital's clock and the drops of blood until I see him again

It has been how many years now? How many gallons of blood, toxins and misery?
For how much longer do they really need to keep me in here for?
The chimera protocol has been canceled ever since the war, and yet, I remain in mystery
Tucked away in this hospital's bunkers. Why do I still remain like a novelty of war?

I killed, ate, transformed, raptured, and hid away for them, yet here I am
But... I did hear one thing. Like a prize for my good behavior
A day off. Outside. I just have to pass one final exam
To be refined enough to pass for human. His blood shall be my savior

What a marvelous trick it will be! Once poison seeps from misery
Nothing left in me. Nothing will hurt me or him anymore!
Going down in history; the first of many. A union made victory!
My own life. His restored. I could even open my very own chimera store!