Let go of the reins,
for this beloved chariot of life
is in a beautiful shamble.
a one-way trip to drink destruction
is sometimes worth it,
if you just learn to close your eyes
at the right time.
all your swirling horrors,
shall fuse and sublimate at midnight.
you would annihilate every night,
what wasn’t yours.
to create what would never be yours,
for it belongs to this world.
you are an artist,
this is how you evolve.
with sweet little deaths,
and a lifelong acrimony
to see what others refuse to.