Content Warning: sexual violence, gore
After a long, sound sleep, waking up
Notoriously
A bloody finger bone
Forlornly, dying on the ceiling fan
A skull soaked with semen
The fiendish and cankered wound on neck reflects an inevitable zeal in the mirror
Well aware
Not some random stranger passing by
The so-called Elysium
The madness of the past fades into the bare emptiness of the truth
Crestfallenly returned reason hybridizes with incoherent bitterness
It's nothing but water without a source
The passing of the dead that even the nameless do not mourn
The warm breeze beat against the silvery ringing torso
With all sorts of thoughts
There is even a touch of humanity in this preposterous massacre
What a luxury it is to have that momentary contact with other beings!
The summer sun is filled with vile diatribes
Don't look, don't listen, don't think
This body worships the original sin we were born with,
So the ugly heart fled
Deserted and blazing hot streets
Crouching under the copulating Madonna
The continuously collapsing shadow
Persistent, steady, drip by drip, the lingering death penalty
Eulogizing the new sanctuary in the heart
Arrived at the long belated dusk
The end game
After all
All falls into a rut
“Fate has raped me.”
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