These myths of enlightenment offend me


I traipse around the
dull
rhythm that has slithered in
Like I’m trapping prey
prey I can’t tell if it’s poison
or swallow hole delicious
whittled spears
dragged nets
traps in trees
Waited months
And i squeezed
I can feel the heartbeat
In its neck

These myths of enlightenment offend me

I’ve lured this beast
grinning
bullet wound still bleeding out
My dead bodies
hanging tethered
Trigger ready,

These myths of enlightenment offend me

Transcendence is suicide