Happiness in a divided regurgitation, splatterEd across the floors of sarcasm, while the flag of disgust flies proudly from the throbbing erection of what was and will never be, throw the wind of never could into the vast emptiness of vivid dreams and see what births, seclusion of the wicked, inclusion of the bold, foresee patterns of violence, foresee an ending in blood, divine endings, stories be told, a religious proclamation, a new god is born from the scars across my chest, reverberate the silence as I slash the glass across my flesh, feel my power, feel it drain beneath my feet, as a river grows to wash everyone away…
