What the Fuck is this shit?

How many times can i swear for no reason when just beginning a stupid page?, i don't know, fuck off.

Don’t start with me

Black baby bugs.

My brain fell apart
into
tiny scavenger beetles,
each carting off their
own delectable portion
of my grief.

Torrents of titillating
traumas,
torn between life
and rest:
a collaboration.