immolation

your undeniably purulent philosophy
a contemplation worth gnawing on
an equation worth pondering
I reflect in the shards of my eyes

we are comminuted essences
muted by a squall of delirium
dissociated masturbation
and decadent fondling

thus are we, bound gods
ruminating on indulgence
ejaculating carnal vomit
wilting in our splendid isolation

relentlessly severing ties
sealed by vessels
within our throttled corpses.