vii. divine
hearts are divine.
for in me,
they bring rage.
i rage for these hearts.
i anger for more.
have a heart,
i do not.
but i remember,
i remember.
they thrive in the darkness,
running wild.
selfish, inhumane.
but under the moon,
they come to light.
i died for the moon.
i died for my rage.
and now it is bright.
and now i am gone.
