I shed my skin like
a slithering serpent,
but unlike one, my
poison deludes me.
O’ fair stranger,
how I tear that
human suite apart,
what pleasure!
I burn, burn, burn
like an avid sinner
in the heart of hell,
my skin turns to ash.
My love, I loathe you
for being so blind from
all the lies they sell you,
Can’t you see, blind man?
I eat my dead flesh
with mighty relish,
nibbling every last
bit of my acrid self.
Why won’t you look at me?
Why won’t you peer into my
bloodshot eyes, oh stranger?
Does your creation frighten you?
I stare, and stare, and stare,
at the grisly monster roaring
under my fragile consciousness;
it’s like looking into a mirror.
O’ stranger, I’ve died many
times before, but I do it again
every now and then; I resurrect,
and destroy my fickle self.
I am mankind’s broken reality…
You both make one hell of a profound, eloquent, intricate team.
Haha, we’re pretty badass.
Thank you!