I regret letting words into this house.
There is a darkness at the centre of this story,
it’s called the truth.
Your body will break my heart one day.
Human nature is inescapable,
we are all hypocrites.
A time of hope filled with dread
and the stench of life after death.
Love is blind.
Justice is cross-eyed.
You are the architect of your own disaster
and you’ve designed it in my image.