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...