I have awaited your arrival…
I have awaited your arrival With anticipation and acid.
Douse this body I have prepared for you With both, until the color of pain begins to show.
Stretch it vigorously Until its knees begin To give way.
Journey until success is no more, And walls begin to crumble. Make known my nakedness
Unto an unsuspecting Moon. Burn marks visible.
Art: “The Storm” August Macke