02-27-2012, 08:23 AM
I like the senseless violence of this. I like that it has no meaning, but yet doesn't come across as the work of an immature artist seeking only to shock. This is a stark and hopeless poem, but one the mind returns to with dark eagerness. Thanks for the read.
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe

