once the earth explodes


Once the Earth Explodes

Fuck them and the duck they rode in on. The horse they tarred and feathered. The odd shapes they devour on holy days, things with horns and glazed eyes.

Fuck their ongoing death. Fuck their progeny and their predecessors, their blatant debauchery. Their history and their relics and their gutter philosophy. The marrow of arrogance in the bones of their cruelty. The black hole at their center that they pimp for a soul.

Fuck their many faces that wage war on each other, fuck them with love.

Their day of reckoning is coming, but goodness will not be here as a witness. Goodness will have flown the earth like as bevy of doves.

They are not my fellow man.

Things will be better once the earth explodes.

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