The Myth
I can hear
the tiredness
and the pain.
It will always break my heart.
But what else is a heart for…
What will I do when it’s over
What will I do when there’s nothing left to fight against
What will I do when they win.
Will I join them?
A fate worse than death.
Will I join them?
They will welcome me into their maw
glistening, sharp
ferociously hungry
they will consume me
like all the rest.
And then, I will be joined to them
part of them
and I can consume, unheeded
I can roar through
the life
deafening all with my hunger
to cling
to the myth of my incapable
and violated
self.
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