the calm after the rant
Naked.
Bare.
Nothing left to lose.
Slut shamed hall of fame.
Lame.
Bare.
Naked.
.
.
.
Finally fucking finally
do not care.
Truth or dare
Mock my etches,
Written in innocence.
Birds of a feather flock…
Ill go geeky solo
With or without my halo.
Me, myself, and I ?
Have become quite content,
Or rather recharged
And intent
On the task at hand.
I Command
Me
To
Stand up
And not look back.
You make me…
Null, void on arrival
Ok with being me.
Light bulb switched,
In a moment of silence.
Told me to dim
all
The noise.
Lady void…
Lord pain…
Life
Death
Masculine
Feminine
Slobbering
Claws
Thoughtless
Mauls..
Bloodied halls of shame.
Frames shot
Dot dot dot that plot
Meatball miracles
Roll astray all day everyday.
Perspective gives
More truth-fulled fibs.
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