The Reckoning Untitled (pt.1)

It was insane.

The Reckoning come.

I had left little bits and pieces all along the way, lost them on my trail of tears.

The Mystery Play still haunts my every night.

My every move, make missteps.

Forgotten what it was I was doing.

Left it in a belly- full as the moon.

Yet, there is no food.

I hunger, but do not eat, and stuff myself with plastics, rubbers, cements.

Drown out the cries for attention with ethanol.

Someone light me please.


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