divine loser
screams into
a tunnel
of his own
design.
he receives
a laugh
in response.
laughter used to hold such beauty
coming from human tongues.
laughter is beautiful when not
emerging from a cavern built to sit
vacant and silent.
divine loser
sawed off
my hands
to hold them
in a past life.
the mouth of the cave
is shaped like a promise.
does not make sense, do not regard