As I walk the blood-soiled path of my cosmopolitan existence
I abscond to the inner fractions of my internal, external, opened-up and bleeding lacerations
Walking alone, I contain my death and dangerous desire [?] my ultimate consummation
I condiscern the collision of life and suicide through confrontational dogmatic rituals of my burning underflesh
We are all dog meat on the bones of ashes
I am introverted first and utmost
I discard conventional behavior
The one-man army from within shoots out from the descending elevators of my ever-expanding brain map
I shall proceed to arbitrate the ways in which I shower the fragments of my corpse with lead
Further puking the phlegm through conduit intestines on the rusted edge of an instant plunge
Deep digging
Tearing to explore new openings of our interior depths of punctured skin spiders
Digress with me!
As I have become the trail of mutilation towards destruction and evil for all
Follow closely the depths of my empathy
We, the arbitrary souls of our own temples, need nobody
My self-structured mind will take course my passion to the battlefield of elasticated hands
Reaching out to suffocate the closing air passages of passersby.