This is called "Kingdom Come."
I wish human love was just finding
the cunt that smells like you, and all it would say
would be, fuck now.
I wish we didn't hang out of ourselves like stalks,
sniffing along the world for promises
and lies to stuff up for the last afterwards.
There are such huge holes in the world, I dream about them.
I dream I'll find the great mouth,
and go in without crying.
I'd go all the way past sorrow, past the pain
hug, the ruins of eternity.
I'm born, I die, but I'm still in there.
I wish I could fuck my nightmare.
We're still animals, aren't we?
We teach ourselves not to eat shit, but we could.
Where are my comforters?
Where are the three words that end death?
I wish it was this way, nobody touched me, nobody wanted me.
I had my own body, somebody vomits me up again.
I wish I could turn to stone like the dawn, when
I hurt this much.