"One of these days, you'll break me of many things..."
And when they had finally pried the lid from his elaborate casket,
All their fears were realized as they found it empty.
It looked so beautiful on the outside...
Has he been walking around dead this entire time?
Such betrayal.
You pried and pulled until the lid was off.
Now face these prompt, precise, perilous porcupine pins.
I believe there's something to be learned here of exposing my softer belly.
I died the way I lived...
Alone and with middle fingers raised.
"Structurally, there's no difference"
Every bit of beast is returned to me.
Aware.
Awake.
Fuck the crowd and fuck the calm.
I am who I was destined to be.
I see that now.
You just wouldn't stop.
Not until I was roused from my slumber.
Maybe I've been awake all along.
"Hey, who untied him?!"
Oh, you'll see my smile.
My sick, sinister, sun-setting smile.
So much for sedatives....
"Has life delivered so many blows to you that you can't just get up and keep moving?"
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