Acoustic ribcage holding back the bestial heartbeat threatening to appeal to the fear that God thought of our weaknesses when He created us.
[ We had dance to the mephisto of our own tenebrous blasphemy that we tried to hide ]
There was an amorphous silence in the air we tried to breathe, but the performance has already started and we could no nothing but exculpate the growing humor too honest to be disclosed.
Swallow the aching in our throats and push it down our spines to shudder in the cold audacity.
They will…
choke
choke
then breathe
