What More Shall I Give?
There were nineteen days when I wept. The tears were so great, so great, that they flooded three worlds and drowned all continents. And my body hang dry… And what more shall I give?
Erase all doubt of benefit. That I should sacrifice 12 trillion lives to masturbate and ejaculate my liquids. To expunge myself of all tension. That I killed three arts and four purposes. That I choked six birds and burned nine roaches. That I blanked all the world now void of it’s color. That I did that… That I could be capable of such solo destruction, such wonder, such… I released myself and let the world taste the salty that was my insides. From my urine made emotion and from my bowels made time. From my heart made soul, from my soul made death. From my lips made gold, from my tears made flesh. And what more shall I give? I have satisfied the cores thirst. Mother thanks me. That I have given a rise to the sea and flooded all curiosity. I have given way to art… And what more shall I give?! I have painter a canvas of invisible Picasso and strengthened the towers of my favorite cities. I have gave what can never be given and never be taken. Never be destroyed and never be created. Always mirror you, yet always mirror me. I have given and given and given and taken. And what more shall I give! You, you, I have showered you with your wishes! Gave you way to jealousy! I have stomped all doubt from the silly that is your skin! I have made you think and I have made you bleed! Because when you drowned you saw the face of the life you once spilled and the dreams you once killed! I am your reflection! I am you in time! And I have given you LIFE! And what more shall I give!! And what more shall I give!!! AND WHAT MORE SHALL I GIVE!!!!
There were nineteen days when I wept. The tears were so great, so great, that they flooded three worlds and drowned all continents. And my body hang dry… And what more shall I give?
