Humanity is a monster,
in the closet,
under the bed,
in your head,
quietly lurking.
Stalking and creeping,
quietly weeping,
and selfishly eating,
away at Itself.
Meddling with everything,
everything and everything,
interjecting in so many things.
The sour taste,
in the creatures mouth,
has It spitting,
while It's grinning,
and slowly cutting Itself.
It's set to self-destruct,
erupt,
explode,
and bleed on everything.
And then,
wounded,
injured,
and bleeding,
it will crawl back into It's hole,
where it will remain,
until called upon again by Itself.
Jun 1, 2013
Jun 1, 2013 at 4:17 PM UTC
Humanity is a monster,
in the closet,
under the bed,
in your head,
quietly lurking.
Stalking and creeping,
quietly weeping,
and selfishly eating,
away at Itself.
Meddling with everything,
everything and everything,
interjecting in so many things.
The sour taste,
in the creatures mouth,
has It spitting,
while It's grinning,
and slowly cutting Itself.
It's set to self-destruct,
erupt,
explode,
and bleed on everything.
And then,
wounded,
injured,
and bleeding,
it will crawl back into It's hole,
where it will remain,
until called upon again by Itself.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
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