We are a center of nerves as
filaments of
fretting pieces of gratuitous
cruelty, absolute torture or
insanity
become empowered
of a conditioned mind
as a habit breathes
, what is strange and unnatural
customs build by craving for
what fills the unfathomed
void,
, have by conjured up spectres,
half-remembered dream,
depends upon on a fate
as one inhales substances,
, to expel
their hands bathed in blood
hug the destroyer to this
gloom of desperate
starvation, pain, and
nakedness, begins to hunt
, to place a cathedral
that which terrifies us in
sleep and fall into short
trances to take away.