Entry 79

electric culture 
had me 
dazzled

now i feel
swindled

living 
in 
the whitewashed world of little men 
of lecherious imagination

i mimicked them

my hands dinged from my creations

i became sick 
and spat graphite bile 
in attempted self exorcism

now 
i am livid

my rage grows with treacherous speed

my bitten tongue flails
praying mercy

unsign my name 
from 
all previous declarations

i cannot forget 
where i stand
and what it cost

mass graves
for my own sake

suffocating under 
atrocities 
in the name of progress

electric culture
distracts me
from feeling (whole or incomplete)
from loving (all who need)
from living (in this moment, eternally)