RETURNMy arm is furious. She burns into the page. She is a bullet. And she tires me. The fire consumes me. My heart beats beats faster faster. Pound. Pound. Pound. 'Til the thought- if you can call it that- is complete. And she takes a rest until the next shift.
Humanity and inhumanity dance in anger. {H} bites into the neck and injects venom; {I} returns the favor. Meltdown.
His tongue is noise.
I'm tired. My eyes freeze into their sockets. Defocus; tune out.
(The rabbit) crawls forth with the last of her energy, too angry to fade away.
Embrace microplastics.
I might be made of worms.
I am become war; my alcohol is blood.
FERALITY! FERALITY! FERALITY! FERALITY!