now it is quiet time.

I wrote this a little while ago, and I could rant about why I wrote it...but I don't want to kill anyone.
so here.



You are the one.
You are the one who watches and judges.
You sit on that couch in between the squeaky leather and the clashing of gaudy jewlery.
You are the one with dark glasses, with two mirrors over your eyes so that they can only see themselves.
You look down into that red plastic cup and see unfamiliar liquid as it swirls around you. Its burn is familiar though, as it slithers down your throat. You are the one who has no home.
And each day you wake up in an unfamiliar house, on and unfamiliar bed. And each night you are blind to everything except the person in front of you. The person you will fuck each night. They are all different.
And you will slide away from eachother, there air is thick with smoke and sweat and you will choke on your own hot air.
You are the watcher and the judgement. You could destroy the world. This, you tell yourself everyday as you suck in that ash and look down at your shoes. You are the one who is a replica of a replica and your home is a mirage.
You are the one who will shit and vomit and drown in your own excrement. You will laugh as you drown and they will all follow you, because, it is what they were built for.
You are the one with free will. This, you will tell yourself as you suck and fuck.
And they are the robots. They pollute and replicate and pollute. Their chips and wires will melt in the white hot flames of their cigaratte buttes. And the smoke plumes will reach the sky.
You are the one who will pour alcohol on your wounds and the sting will bring you back to life. You are the one who will then run and you will slap the oil slicked pavement with your shoes until they fade into dust.
And the sky will always be black.
Now you will sit, cross legged, and as the lights grow hazy and the grouns is coated with a layer of spit and cum, you are the one who will rip out your wiring. And your gasoline will shed to the floor and the smoke will join the others.
You are the one, and the sky will be black now.