Brainflux, miasma, deoxy ribo neucleic acid,
masturbation is sometimes less lonely,
than having sex with strangers.
I regurgitate this acid bile,
salivating over the prospect,
of uncovering some novel dementia.
Dying to hate me,
hatefully dying,
painfully living,
desperately laughing,
soul softly crying.
States in which I live,
songs I sing.
A loving nihilist,
hating the components composing the world he loves.
But never.
Never in denial.
I love you.

