I am an emotional force that dreams of honeydewed visions like aphids I dream of love spoken words light like a breeze and sweet like the juices of fruits
I am an emotional force that wistfully wishes for the everlasting potential of spring, the everlasting scents of happiness and joyous smiles losing oneself in the renewal of life
I am a force that pushes and shoves within every direction an external body horror and cataclysm of ideal and bursting falsities
and I feast
I feast
feast
on nothingness and everything it holds
*art by Denis Sarazhin