I’m a cannibal. We’ll let that sink in. It takes moment to digest that thought. Sorry I have terrible humor, I know. Why and who? Mostly myself, I cannibalize me, To rearrange my understanding of self. It doesn’t survive upon contact you see. So I slice and dice, chop and whip. Until nothing irritates and the rot sets in. Then I have to cut out the bad parts And try to put myself back together again. So you see it’s really not easy, Being a cannibal. But **** I bet the final product will be delicious.
I hate it when I catch myself doing this, trying to put others so far ahead of myself that I just end up hurting myself. I'll learn how to avoid it eventually. Hopefully.