constructivism is an obsessable task,
sometimes i wish i were none of it
i hate to classify things as bad or good
but how does the dark become something
entirely different in the same space?
are they similar?
particles dusted off, painted anew
by some glassy-eyed god or something
i want to feel my skin rip off because
how do you get hurt so bad and it
just because i want to feel myself burn
doesn’t mean i want to see it