pain brought on by an apathetic existence a desire to taste chaos in the flesh i ***** my soul, dredged from the depths as death rises, creaking - a gory deity from my shattered, broken back gnashes it's filthy, cracked teeth this barbed, twisted creature rears it's ugly head as guttural growls wrench free from a torn throat - wracked with convulsions, sickeningly sheds a blood and gristle carapace reborn into rot, steaming flesh sloughs from it's face to reveal an impossible amount of needle-like teeth, stretched into a wicked grin slowly, like creeping mold, the mouth opens and regurgitated from it's putrid depths... ...a single beautiful butterfly - spun from the finest gold, inlaid with the most vibrant precious gems floating on the whisper of a breeze, it lands on my empty eyes and begins to feast
beauty in death - maybe incomprehensible beauty, but beauty nonetheless.