I would like to burn this down.nI would like to see it melt in yellow and observe a cloud of blackness rise.nWatch it rise as it is wrath himself.nWatch it rise.nCrows will flee the scene as if to remind me how long it's been since I have seen a dove.nMelt in yellow as I do.nExhaustion and mother of tribulation.nWound by wound.nI torture myself.nWound by wound, I will perservere.nWhiteness, present yourself, as I know you are the sky and anchor of my being.nWhat we've known is like cigarettes.nFormaldehyde fingers.