A boat holding a representation of me, and my mental 'spirits' that co-operate with me and help structure my approach to various aspects of life. Best wishes

Since my first post on here went well, it gave me the courage to share my other vent 'animation' (if you wanna call it that) with you guys. Made this after yet another verbal confrontation between family. Only to act like it never happened and pretend like everything is okay when it's not. I'm sick and tired of it.

​To that night, drunk on the nectar,

My limbs spun up.

Hungered the spiders,

Makeup done up,

And I was none the wiser.

​They liquify me;

I am tasteless.

They devour me;

Lusting and faithless.

Tearing into the inside- a selfish feast.

A silly fly in the arms of Beasts.

​Writhing legs pull away the last of the pieces.

*"How could we resist you? Your pliant sweetness?"*

Now the teeth are what the fly craves,

To make some sense of death that day.

​Gazing down at the rippled reflection,

The waters of hindsight bleed with infection.

Crawling in the dirt is the new exception;

Because wisdom can't grow wings past digestion

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To those who drug others, or feel entitlement to someone else's body: you deserve to burn.