Yelping loudly
the sting of teeth
broken marrow of the soul

looking up destitution
perculated incantations of
what we have not
suffering for being
the backbone

jagged
ripped
torn evidence of
living

fairy tales
the fleeting thinking
grounded by
battle worn
weary
reality

ground
pouned
into mashed meal
as we congele
within our own
cocoons

seeking shelter
from the world
from ourselves

lost in a paradigm
of virtue
stealing within
while stealing from within

we walk blindly
the path of the unseen
knowing everything
realizing we are but a
speck

knowledge
existing
keys to living

any and everything
ultimately we are
fleeting
as

reality
bites us
in the ass
each and everytime
again



from the chocolatezeus collection (c)