[Suzerain of Sheol]

Charity Despair

We, the viscid
the disincarnate
degenerate chimera
suffocating without lungs
procreating without love
the dragon that slays itself
We, squamous mechanics inept with hammers
crucifying the meme to the meat
while breathing the burden on the ghost in the womb

Electric ideologies and transcendent self-regard
The semantic romance stroking out
kissing the uncanny
swapping language like aortal spit

You can't meditate the shame away
You're not the author you think you are

So let's hear the Armageddon sigh
Make the stars subjective, go on
Pathetic ruminating numina

Disease is in the eye of the poet
and Nothing abhors volition
A not-so-shocking secret
Satanically strung in the living code

It's putting a crown on your slave
It's fighting a duel with your executioner
It's lynching yourself from the sky hook

Just stop