Haven

The heartbeat weakens

With every artless howl

The sustenance of cunts

The slaughter of the fowl

Two ways

Too dense

Two deaths

Too far gone

Won't read

Will speak

No breath

On and

Express

Standard

Wish to

Inflict

Standard harm

Standard harm

Will these words make me feel better?

Or anything at all?

Will they see

A human moment

Celebrated?

Harmony is death

Harmony is death

Harmony is death

I yield

Relent

I crave the bile unspent

The bliss of shattered mouth

The glee of breath withheld