missed.

today i want to scream at the sky
and pull it down upon my head,
to rage and rage and rage and rage
until consumed by self-conflagaration
that i may burn the world to a cinder
and not wonder to myself –

“where does the darkness come from
that seeks to consume men and women
in a parody of death come wandering?”

today wants fire and ash.

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