myrΓΎra
_Perfect_ is a strong word.
Overused and underrated.
_Murder is easy. _
We do it all the time.
Weβre burning
the false flag at this point
and flying the captainβs skin.
Iβll write
with the blood of my hands,
smearing verse
until theyβre clean of you.
Hatred of the image-bearer,
daggers to the throat,
clubbed with noisy gongs,
clashed with symbols,
dashed and thrashed
with vainglorious clamor
burning us away
with kindly and hellish intent
ββ draw me with your cords of love
quarter me so I may be rinsed
of this dreaded, feral ichor
washed of the crimson guilt
that makes me to witness
love me to death,
and go on
and go on, you lover,
you thief