Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Is it weird...

Is it weird,
What I think,
What I hear,
That god is asking me
To open my wrists so he can drink,
Is it weird?
To look past what I see
To feign beauty, to extinct
What I hear?
The razors are all I can be,
In the red, I sink,
Is it weird?
No garbled plea,
Just thick crimson ink.
What I hear
Is god urging me to flee
Goading me to sever the link.
Is it weird,
What I hear?

6-10-10


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