nowadays I’m blessed with wrath;

a poison filled hollow, a walking skin

puffy eyes of dark, lips parched.

they part to let the shadow escape

between tiny millstones; my ivory tusks

they let it slip, grow, blossom in space,

so it ripens to a fruit,  a shape, to a world

A world where souls do not matter

Where ghosts do not exist to be found

Where dreams are meant to be dissolved

in the past that died, sharing

the future that never comes

Nowadays I’m blessed with rage divine

Like a forgotten god, a flickering demon

with a milky stare, and wet tongue

licking off tears, blood ‘n sweat

easing the wounds of a false me

Nowadays… I’m blessed…

– with frenzy.

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