Malevolence.

After that fatefully disastrous day, that moment,
You were torn to pieces, unable to feel carnal instances
As you floated through the world half-human, sub-human,
and not able to experience like the rest of us but Lord help us,
did we experience together.
With no other have I felt the same kind of excitement
when it came down to wanton situations and love.
Good God, come back
These days, you’ve become someone I don’t particularly care for inside,
but insides are a different matter
and every memory takes over me.
PS this was all a lie, someone I barely knew felt better inside me,
every time,
you malicious fuck

Floating through.

How the world looks through dilated pupils –
raw
A heavy weight of the head as we slip
A champion should emerge; it’s time
Change is relative and flowing
Thanatos pulses in the veins of those least capable to exert
force or will
A line of happiness like a gunshot to the stomach
Rightfully and redundantly put:
Those who ignore instincts automatically give way
to a series of happenings of an unkind sort.

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Repeatedness might confront one’s desire to change
or move on
Infinitely complicated, for it never stops spinning
Lives intertwine in stereo to form the big picture –
A spiderweb of human emotion
Captivated souls lean on voices to use for comfort;
to abuse,
to molest,
to desert
Quick and painless as it may be,
never underestimate.

Consonants.

Cavernous, walking through it now
Oblivious, we remain for the benefit of us all
Look upon it through a kaleidoscope now
And try, try to make something sensical out of us all
A dying army drums on the ground now
Coming to witness the last seconds of us all
Adrenaline rising, gushing out, spilling now
Do your worst and take vengeance upon us all
Cacophonous memorysounds take over now -

Injection-like days.

Godgutters and holysewers
Indentations on insides of elbows
A euphoria above us all, aforementioned vices
Determinism in its absolute truth
makes man undetermined to affect –
Thus, a vicious cycle is born
and fates infinitely pre-decided

Taking grotesque climaxes of a chemical kinds into one’s hands
drives man onto an elevated level of insanity
and it comes in waves
Fatal undulations of the balance
the voices of reason and moral merely mewl pathetically now
as they lead man into an unbreakable fortress of insanity
with silence
in solitude.