tina.

It’s a kind of radioactive inspiration

Watching you dissolve into

..otherness

But I am not without my own vortecies

And I am made of a thing

A thing of grace and savagery

A thing of anger

A thing of might

And never forget that this electric soul

Will strike you

And I will strike you

& I will strike you

& I will strike you

& I will strike you dead.