Beams

of

fi-

re

sweep

through

my

head

Thrusts

of

pain

in-

crea-

sing-

ly

en-

gaged

Sen-

so-

ry

re-

cep-

tors

suc-

cumb

I am

no

one

now,

on-

ly

a-

go-

ny

My

crim-

son

li-

quid

so

fran-

tic-

ally

spilled

The

ru-

by

flu-

id

of

life

un-

leashed

Rip-

ples

as-

cend

to

the

sur-

face

of

my

eyes

Their

red

pens

draw-

ing at

ran-

dom,

a-

t

will

A

my-

riad

pains

be-

got-

ten

in

their

wake

The

bas-

tard

spawn

of

a

mu-

ti-

nous

self

The

re-

gur-

gi-

ta-

tion

of

my

mic-

ro

ne-

me-

sis

Sa-

li-

va-

ting

red

at

the

pro-

spect

of

my

ru-

in,

my

doom

Mal-

func-

tion

the

means

for

its

as-

cent

Blood-

let-

ting

the

strin-

gent

vo-

ice

to

bec-

kon

my

soul

So

fu-

tile

a-

ny

re-

sis-

ting

ten-

sion

As

death-

in-

duced

me-

cha-

nics

pro-

pel

its

growth

The

im-

ple-

ment,

the

de-

vice

of

my

ex-

tinc-

tion

The

ter-

mi-

na-

ting

clock-

work

of

my

glee-

ful

ba-

ne

The

de-

fi-

ni-

tive

sco-

urge

of

its

moc-

ke-

ry

The

end-

art

in-

stru-

ments

le-

tha-

li-

ty

at-

tained

Heed,

it

com-

mands,

heed

my

will

Ble-

ed,

it

says,

ble-

ed

you

will

Fall-

ing

in-

to

the

cla-

ri-

ty

of

un-

do-

ing

Scorn-

ful

gods

hag-

gle

for

my

soul

Minds

ey-

e

flic-

kers

and

de-

le-

gates

as

I

let

go

Taunt-

ing

whis-

pers

ac-

com-

pa-

ny

my

de-

le-

tion

A

sneer-

ing

grin,

the

voice

of

my

rea-

per

Chan-

ting

soft-

ly

the

song

of

de-

ple-

tion