Looking At Nothing

Blond in a corner Scab-faced - face-chewer Insidious narcissist Asseverates feigns for empathy Pontificates spiels on sobriety The carpet stained – the smell of sewer A seventy dollar catalyst Being passed – contained in glass The anticipation is also the allure. Derail – engage – yell What twisted place is this? What sick new sons of Belial? Dismal – Impetus. Divine justice is impetuous When rock bottoms surpass The abysmal depths of hell. Regret all past professions Regretting all you avowal Become a regret, like the blond in the corner. Come here, I will show you how.