Sovereign

     I’ve never felt sexier in my entire life, notwithstanding the facile appreciation of surreal power over other human beings. This isn’t quite it though, this is something new and something beautiful, something free of the aches of time and caresses of dirt and grime. You couldn’t endure this ascendancy if you tried to hardly comprehend—your capital empowerment grazed with bloody muddy selfishly childish paws, my gra-gra-graded lesser? Wolfy and salty, to not delve into the abyss with abortion risk…

     Batting the cages of realization I pass the escape brink of madness, “Complete damnation, I drowned in,” tout de suite sprinkling me in souvenir of what is effortlessly washed back ashore the island of self-deceit. “But no more!” I said in admirable defiance, I will evade every bullet train you fire with missile-aim to scorch myself within a submarine not quite yellow—blue with steam.

     & Here I lodge in the dwelling of Mulholland Drive, drenched in my own stench of fame and fraud and fortune. What you’ve always been and always are, cowering away to the tone of Sybil’s tormented cries and water vapor… Your cover has broken free. I’m not sorry, for I refuse to apologize to Me.