​Meek

And as I walked across the earth I left nothing in my wake but a lasting shadow. Morning dew evaporates before bleeding red passion, raw and tender all the best this world has to offer I wish unto you. Small bipedal creatures knees backwards and bleeding gums, i have taken to feeding them by hand they nuzzle my palm empty of food but outstretched none the less. The Meek oh what a blessed tragedy, what a disappointing conclusion, what a pointless endeavor to inherit the earth. Eden is so far behind us now almost like it never happened, like it never was. And what a beautiful dream. There are those among the meek who wish to do us harm the ones in the waking world who were so passionate in their aggression that it came out in small passive whispers, just like a serpent. It is this passive aggression that makes one want to pull his hair out in great handfuls to rip his own teeth from their sockets, these little creatures inpateruler can wish death on you in a million ways never once breaking character. Yes what a pointless errand indeed, to inherit the earth for nothing is more quiet and still and patient than a serpent in a garden. It is this evil I hear roaring all around me. And it is defining.