“Circling the Drain”
Paper notes,
and fallen Popes.
Don’t objectify me!
Unless, I want you to objectify me.
Capiche?
Confused?
Rage turned loose.
You see, I don’t really want equality.
I just want you to suffer as I have.
I’m supposed to be better than you,
but if we’re being completely honest,
I’m not.
I just haven’t had the opportunity to be as vile.
A walking talking contradiction.
Self-serving benediction,
worship my false idol.
Pedestrian pedestal,
stalled, devolution.
Self lies are sexy,
and allow fear to keep me desperate.
I will scream until you relent.
I will scream until you repent.
