I hate you.
Yes.
You.
With the slack jawed gaze,
Glazed face satiations.
Strange sensations.
Fluff between ears.
Grey Matter fats jiggling,
In cerebrospinal-fluid baths.
Hate you.
Just you.
Nobody else.
Does it anger you?
To finally see hatred reflected back?
Mirrors Making Rage,
Of A Caged Sage.
Mirrors Making Rage,Of A Caged Sage.
