feels so good to remove one's self-donned headpiece
disrobe out of one's delusions
and stand naked before a mirror
and see for once the dents in the body
the self-inflicted wounds
and the gashes of hateful others
out to destroy themselves and take as many
down with them as possible
I own my fate
even before the unforgiving God
and if nothing we do is good enough
then what the fuck does it matter what we do?
and so it's love and do what you will...
I've loved and I've failed and now I recluse...