As they continue to incite Tempt me to draw blood Unaware of how easily a drop Can turn into a flood If creating a monster Gives their conscious solace Maybe it's time to give in Become one so completely aweless It's what's they've always wanted It seems... But, they should be wary of desire As wishes composed of such sordid thought Turn this veil of smoke into fire Exposing "truths" and forever burning the rot 2/2 poetry