We are fascinatingly furious creatures

So endearingly fragile

So tantalizingly, tediously twisted

So heartbreakingly capricious

We love and hate enormously, spitting fervor like a madmouthed priest

You are as likely to be our victim as our friend

In a mob, we are all that is savage & unthinking

Yet we also find refuge & home in the shared spirit of community

We are obsessed with our own end

the curious, doomed cat wriggling in the spider’s web

Yet we vice and pollute ourselves until lushly engorged

willingly, blindly walking the apocalyptic path

And still, our promises are beautiful

And we, capable of such terrible/wonderful things

Enmesh somehow into a mixed blessing hive

a vibrant, dysfunctional & unforgettable whole


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