grycing for irclaty

ignore the flashes;
relieve the pain.
please,
step out, cut yourself.

awake.

See the red rivers flow.
those red calming rivers.
tough, it's your own.

silent bricks breaking real windows.

the sound of a thousand ants,
all scurrying in different directions.
the movement of a million dying people,
flailing and going limp.
all at once,
in no time.
nada.

cry. cry, grycing.

clarity. irclaty.
please can't I have it.







::::::greatness slips us by::::::