poetry

Elsewhere

Cling to thy suffering

Heaven forbid we should

Trust in something

Other than pain.

Or better yet

Tie your shoelaces

To the desk

And act surprised

When you get stuck.

We have a strange faith

In our Devils

You and I,

Hush,

I am not like you

I look elsewhere.

Ooh, Death!

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