This admiration inspired by the wicked,
From the blood of the lonely and their closest closet
Closest outed outrage
Guilt, guided, guilty, guided
Coming from a heart disgusted by the ironic
Plagued by obscenities plagued by hoarse laughter
Bound and bled wander around these ideas of imperfections
The just and the submission
Alienated by the callous
Violated by these lunatic strangers
Dissecting glamour, obedience, and the all-encompassed self