Desire

Internalize what you love, despise desire lose yourself, entire yet don't dismiss that inner tormented artist when did we proclaim that our dreams were unattainable? The serpent of jealousy slides through dusty veins that trace your skeleton so delicate desire to be empty an addiction to the act of forgetting yet you give permission to your heart you allow its hypnotic rhythm to continually keep you up at night rhetoric is art is falling is free unlike the cost of loving what kills you of loving what is "me" Beyond any language I need the temptation like rusted gears turning in empathy catharsis taste iron and smile for all the times you couldn't make it yet still did idiotic content of the communal brain that we sustain the sickness we maintain