Take a look, guys! I’m a fucking artist!
She spreads herself wide open to let the insects in
She leaves a trial of honey to show me where she’s been
She has the blood of reptile just underneath the skin
Seeds from a thousand others drip down from within
Devils speak of the ways in which she’ll manifest
Angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress
Need to contaminate to alleviate this loneliness
I now know the depths I reach are limitless
A warm place.
Now doesn’t that make you feel better?
The Great Collapse.