shakespeare
that prick
at least he knew a thing or two
truth
feelings
me
JACK
SHIT
but i’m trying my best to get by
without causing too much pain
keep trying boy
you’ll get it someday
someday i’ll come to that realization
everything dies
all that matters is
EXODUS
CATHARSIS
HAPPINESS
ASCENSION
i can almost grasp it
in my blood-stained palms
i have killed the monarch
i feel no remorse
the queen is now laughing
hysterical with tears
and so am i
i’m pretty sure
we’ve gone mad
WHO CARES
this uncertain future
has a profound satisfaction in it
the air is cold
here
in december
i blow into my palms to stay warm
i smell blood
