BETA THETA (BEAT DEATH)
Death awaits me
And what an irony!
I know him coming
And wouldn’t concede victory.
For they say for life without strife,
It isn’t only about winning.
I encompass the universe
In my palms, death is my doing.
As blood finds its new path
Through my slit artery.
In your face death! In your macabre face!!
I fuck you before you can fuck me.
2 comments:
Dude, this one is amazing but itna suicidal-suicidal why?
I like the in-your-fucking-face attitude in this poem
'I fuck you before you can fuck me'
-this undoubtedly takes the cake! :)
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