The Disintegration Of An Antihero

I am the sleeping all knowing idiot consumer. And I am waking up from this nightmare.

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predator

Was there no end to their passion? He laid there, motionless, as she raped him with her words. Forcing herself inside his mind, penetrating every cave of thought he had, as her pronouncement lubricated his dreams, and electrified his imagination.    And he craved it. He burned everywhere, as her comments set fire to his soul, while she rode his fear and excitement to an unknown climax, splaying herself out for only him to see. She was his jade. her light to his dark the calm to his rage    her wet sex to his hard-on He knew there was no end to this.    They both understood. She was insatiable… and he was addicted.    What a perfect pair of red ravaged masochists    …killing each other, kiss after verbal thrust, writhing over the thoughts of one         another, horrified by the bliss of it all. This was a death they both welcomed. She the predator… and he the welcoming prey.

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Ablind

An abstract view

Of an ordinary world.

For the blind and foughtless

Lost from the sight of the soulless.

Oh,

What a mildly formidable time we do take.

A play date with ourselves

For a love we dare you break.

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I am my own illness,

I am my own disease,

I am the only way out.

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End of Means

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Bedtime

It stops me from seeing,

Standing at the foot of my bed.

A joke to itself,

Played out over and over,

Like a movie inside my head.

A grin in its hand,

And a smile for a knife.

It jokes with me before daybreak,

Stretching into the long dark night.

I scoff in its direction,

And a grunt it unfolds.

The horned black demon,

Waiting, gating, standing,

At the corner of my twin souls.

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In the end,

the little girl is the old woman is the little girl.

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I fear nothing

I fear everything.

And by fearing everything I have nothing to fear

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Love is never lost...

...it merely becomes inconvenient to one of the parties.