angst cycle (iii) — [B]

addiction is
     other people

insanities when
          a rocket in the neck muscle
resonant grin cascade
                    days soma in a second
          to trough &
                              wasted breath

luck for me
     the insanities were dampen
i’d insisted no
          it worked

                                        but they remain
     i dampen ever
          & cascade

which buggers me
     ever unwelcome
          i let the insane cascade
          the chance to ask persuade
     but ever unwelcome
i am forced to riptide
                    to damp the insane cascade
before the fall of reason
          before the guilt can rat

     diseased by
          is civil war
love is

i read fluxious literature shrieking oh fenoo fenah oh thing and i see myself barking why do these fecking junkies wonderfulise the mourning of sanity the only time i feel pain as intense as love is when a close to me has died fuck fenoo fenah fuck the insanity fuck death fuck it all there’s zero good

          if you want me to love you
then fucking say so
     don’t just sit there
enjoying this   death