Fail to Hate

Fail to Hate

Devoured in vines

Skies clad in iron

Roses like wires

Rusted but still bolted down

Neglected aches

Still stitches for days

Weird bumps in my brain

Stretching to infinity

Riding the waves

A rising tide still leaves me sinking

Sketching across my skin

Icy like a bite of wind

Intertwined I lift my eyes

And dissociate

Disassembling the only version of myself

I might fail to hate

Leafing through fragments

Growing up through fractures

Buried under pavements

Bitten like broken anxious moments

Thundering in the distance

Filling this cathedral

With everything these lungs have

This heart has left

How can I collect these stars

Staying on the ground?

Concretions growing on these arms

Nameless hungers growing

Dwelling in distortions

Bursting between temples

Unsure if this infighting

Is worth a second try

Neglected scars realized

Lingering in ages long gone

Preternatural prenatal fault-lines

Parasitic rites

Shock-waving across the deep blue

The sky unwinds

The hungry mouths of clouds scattering

Purging this transforming dread

Sacred, I begin again

Scared of what this means

Cycles of harm and deep regret

Of every wasted moment

Treading wasteland wasting time

But I'll meet the horizon yet

Construct a version of myself

I might fail to hate

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