In my eyes you see the equinox and shiver, feeling my soul for a split second as if it was the darkest, coldest day of the year and you were stark naked in the eye of the storm. I illuminate your fears and bring them to fruition, my touch is like a thousand insects on your skin. My beauty resides far above any movement or appearance fathomable, yet you attempt to damn me with faint praise. I engulf you and swallow you down hole like an appetizer. You experience it in your embraceable death dance, my tango, as I tap dance on your miserable, wretched, feeble fecal spirit. My elegance and refinement comes in the swift form of your spinal cord snapping, your brain stem shattering like glass. I shit on your evening sunset, your hopeless malaise, your frailness. I am the pain in your tears.-t.b. 2013
My darkness outshines your light.-t.b.