Totality

"Dear gods, set me free from all the pain..."
-Aeschylus, Agamemnon, The Oresteia

For four hours,
burned alive
senseless empty effigy
efficient in agony
sole protector of
faceless energies;

Extinction lies ahead
break open skies
swallow me entirely,
wind,
free release oxygen
carbonated tyrant
breathe again for me
or tear me apart
with impunity...

Eviscerate me with words,
purpose, to what
purpose, with what
purpose, do you have in mind
for destruction
destroyer of souls,
destroyer of me;

Not over, overwhelming
selective shortcoming
sail your fate
on wind
sell yourself shorter then
mirror fake projections;

Woe is she
and where is God
to never be
and where am I
that I am she;

However,
you feed on
reality and me
food for the damned,
solid in air-conditioned
stomach for calamity;

Abusive formalities
stripped down
conclusive totalities,
corporeal dining subversive
whining a kill point
subjective to a
soluble climax

-e