aren’t we all just lambs in a slaughterhouse?
we’re madmen given knives and rope, told to be sane.
god is a sadist, but he doesn’t want you to know that.
i don’t hide from god,
i hide from you.
i’m a masochist, but i want you to know that.
i’m a stray in a dumpster,
an abuser with a prescription refill.