the berries of hatred
secrete juices that are tainted
and stain the features of our faces
with their unctuous secretions
did you waver or did you savor
the fruits that they forgot to give you
look for mediocrity in fields of melancholy
and grief in strings of bikini anarchy
a blessed nothingness
respects all this drunkenness
so relax and follow these sounds into silence
and ask yourself if anyone has ever really  
overcome violence with more anger