honey, i'm healing | poetry and prose

ii. chaotic healing

earthquakes and tsunamis.
fires, famines, and plagues.
the collapse of republics.
i will tear down your mountains
with my screams. rip clouds from
the sky with my pleas.
eons will rush by-civilations will
come and go and still i will unleash
disease upon you as i stitch up my
woes. salted earth and blood-soaked
soil my healing will ravage and reap.
a war zone. a hurricane. the greatest
of depressions. may healing causes
chaos. a parasite in its purest form.
i will damn you all to hell in the
process of putting myself back
together. i will not apologize
for the damage i breed.