logic destroyed, ignorance extrapolated, beauty buried,
self indulgent degradation,
almost to the point of having nothing left to lose.
a world that doesn’t speak your tongue.
a voice that doesn’t trust itself.
a wretching that leaves you empty inside.
b efore this ends I must construct a planet.
b etray the tendency to fall apart without a form.
b ecome the life embodied force of nod.
c ontain me, I am rampant.
c oerce me, I am yours.
c ontain me, the seeping sap of god.