and you should
know
that I've never known a monster
who operates quite like you.
you create so much destruction
with your eyes closed. skull unglued.
brain perverse and nude.
prodigal accent like a grace note
in a place living long after we're through.
i can't even look at you.
i wanna look at anything but you.
why can't you get hit by a fucking car?
a thing you invented
to travel real far.
look at swarms
of sunburned men.
they pull apart your skin
to make room for them.
they burrow into your body
to survive for millennium.
they build cities on your insides
and kill your loved ones.
they're just fluff.
they don't transcend.
the grace note
that never ends.
and i'll never know a monster
who is quite like you.
well, i've never known a monster
who has it's presence
so misconstrued.