I was appointed whipping boy
In your absence, a flagellant
Please don’t set my heart aflame
I yearn to self-immolate
I’ve finally done something
to justify that loathing
Let me wrap this putrid vessel in distractions
And from the decades' chrysalis emerge anew
Bright Red and deep blue
Cynical and feminine
Self-assured by you
My glowing dress and vacant gaze
My carapace of chrome
My indignation in its grave
My god, let me atone.
And despite the beating wings
Despise my bold disguise
See my inner sinsect soul
See through my butterfly
My worm
My grub
My maggot rot
My leech
My larvae too
My love, tell me I love you not
My god, I hope it’s true
And if in fact I haven’t changed, you can say I told you so
I’ll crawl back to my chrysalis
I’ll stay in there for you
Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 4:00 PM UTC
I was appointed whipping boy
In your absence, a flagellant
Please don’t set my heart aflame
I yearn to self-immolate
I’ve finally done something
to justify that loathing
Let me wrap this putrid vessel in distractions
And from the decades' chrysalis emerge anew
Bright Red and deep blue
Cynical and feminine
Self-assured by you
My glowing dress and vacant gaze
My carapace of chrome
My indignation in its grave
My god, let me atone.
And despite the beating wings
Despise my bold disguise
See my inner sinsect soul
See through my butterfly
My worm
My grub
My maggot rot
My leech
My larvae too
My love, tell me I love you not
My god, I hope it’s true
And if in fact I haven’t changed, you can say I told you so
I’ll crawl back to my chrysalis
I’ll stay in there for you
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