interference

I feel no sadness  
my chest is empty  
as if a shotgun blast  
had taken all the pieces  
heart  
lungs  
soul  
the center is gone  
 
all that I feel now is rage  
coursing through veins  
wrapping around  
and consuming me  
with a thousand catheters  
and they burn with fire  
I am enlightened by the flame  
and I remain cynical  
 
I don't believe in luck or random  
and really it's just as nonsensical  
to believe in forces pulling this way or that  
dictating life  
fate? no.  
there is no order  
there is no chaos  
 
but if I'm wrong  
and there is some fucking puppeteer  
pulling at these strings  
pulling us apart  
wait till we're face to face, buddy  
and I WILL see the face of my maker one day  
I'll make sure of it  
this is my mission  
I'll rip you apart  
 
like piranha to meat  
no mercy  
no words  
just action  
in a tearing motion  
skinning you  
breaking the bones  
carving at the exposed meat  
with a branding iron  
and an acetylene torch  
and beating railroad spikes  
into your every orifice  
just watching you convulse in pain  
hopeless  
 
an instant in pain  
feels like an eternity in hell  
we got a few more hours of this, buddy  
so shut the fuck up  
because you knew this was coming  
I made my promises years ago  
and whatever gifts you've "permitted"  
do nothing to redeem you  
you could never repay  
so I will never let up  
(see you soon)