Revenge

Indifferent, I drift through life,
sliding along its edge,
secretly hidden
within the womb of darkness.
 
Here, the famished beasts
tear and claw apart,
as swarms of fleeting insects
ignite a blood-red fire.
 
This pain—
one day I will repay it.
I will hurl my cold, blue blood
upon the earth,
a curse of flames.
 
One day I shall shatter
your detached pride,
your arrogant departure,
your illicit, whorish gaze—
I will smother it
in the darkness of destruction.
 
Where no tenderness dwelt,
where you erased
all ancient divisions,
when this fugitive life expires
I will wash away
every stain of sin, blood, and fat.
 
Detached, primal, I remain alive,
friendless, abandoned of love.
My hands, my heart—
burned by fire,
tormented in silence,
anguish unspoken.
 
For long, for ages,
harder than the hardest stone,
my fists have clenched.
You too, be prepared—
for a new day,
for the inevitable jihad.