thrive

you put it all away
such childish things
like wedding rings and broken toys

your disappointment fills the room like fog
and they suffocate

and you are sitting on that imaginary button
but when it detonates like
in some 90's grunge-rock ballad
that world still remains, the people remain

but you no longer exist, exodus

put the food out and starve to spite life
sustain the bitterness to spite the taste
kiss to spite the lie; the resentment

harvest the bodies that lay
breathless, lifeless, loveless
motionless and noiseless like a symptom

and i am begging for an opponent
someone that you lay at my worthy feet
some bad memory of a shredded photograph
that sucked the meat off the bone
and called it tenderized

while you hoard your obsessions and afflictions
a collector of visions, and addictions
your missives and misunderstandings
your ramblings like riddles for me to break

well, it's my heart that rips, and keeps pounding
it's a resounding cry that comes from the core
cracks the earth without breaking the skin
and floods this need like a myelin sheath

and you, with your force field, and your blind eye
bob your head to some fed notion of eccentricity
some holier than thou ocean of numbness
that sends waves into chaos without electricity

and i, with my buried Christ, my god complex
am shedding this empathetic hold on my sanity

for fuck sake, believe in your savior
eat this wafer and know, that i'm the blood & body
the holy centre; enter the temple
the teacher has arrived