treason

Rail with murderous passion to suck the guts out of whats left alive after the slaughter, it cant survive everything and death and you with your black and terrible fire, root out the weeds and salt the earth and suck the worms out, theres nothing left for them to decompose through their bellies except fear fear fear the phantasms are still circling and there are shadows and disease and weakness NOW destroy yourself the first kiss of love on the dewy baby lips is that fear fear fear fuck the eyesockets of the black mask until its light and joyful and broken then fuck it and kill it use force force force terrible swooping holy fucking terror screaming the joy is as cruel as it is innocent and as subtle as it is blunt and piercing and blind and angry but it stops when you have torn it all away and found yourself idly smiling, at peace, but you would have to admit the certain and undeniable consciousness of bliss to keep going and tear yourself to pieces hack the pieces into a mushy pulp burn it spit on it and let the ashes scatter in the wind then a companion awaits you, the companion is yourself