matando a los animales eventualmente te matarás a ti mismo, pequeño

1.  

I am broken  
into conflicting pieces  
 
a car trunk  
full of narcotics  
pushed over a cliff  
 
time slows to a crawl,  
and everything is wrong  
 
explosions,  
raging bonfire  
 
the serotonin fires seem  
so far below  
 
yet the viciousness  
of molecular motion  
fuses the organic  
with the mechanical  
 
and  
I am  
no longer human  
 
pouring  
out of the wreckage,  
an uncaring amalgamation  
ripe with disturbing equanimity  
 
a plague of  
just  
not  
giving a fuck  
 
rises like smoky blood,  
fossil carbon  
flamethrown into the exposed hillside  
with the ferocity  
of a train smashing  
a tricycle  
 
porque,  
mi amor?  
 
porque,  
mi amor?  
 
esta noche,  
quemo tu cara en el cielo  
 
and Andromeda’s collision course  
fills my eyes like hot gasoline,  
4.5 billion years worth  
of terrible  
pointless tears  
 
2.  
 
I am broken  
into conflicting pieces  
 
a car trunk  
full of narcotics  
pushed over a cliff  
 
a shard  
of humanity  
 
running  
out of chances  
 
but reaching out  
into the darkness  
 
and feeling  
what it means  
to be something more  
than a bump in the night