ants on a screen. (to be continued)

Some days he can't
remember his name..
and..
he calls them "Good
Days."

Days in which the
Soul is Freed from
The Tyrant Memory..

The Great Beast of
Discontent.

Today has been a
Shadow Day.

He sees them out
of the corner of his
eyes,

Penumbras of Anti-
Light which suck away
the substance of a
Room and fill it with
Demonic Parasites
that feast upon the beating
of a heart.

He doesn't believe in
demons..

Demons are just shitty
People consumed by
greed and a desire to hurt
the things their souls
could never imitate..

awkward little energies
at the lowest level .

awkward and weak.

++++

Tonight should be another
Dream..

congregating with ants
on a screen..

looking for the queen..
hoping she notices..

throws a crumb his way
again.

(but perhaps it's better
if he doesn't remember?)