(no subject)
every man for himself
airen skam
She is a giant,
Roaming,
Cursing,
Ball of hatred
For the world
That she sets beside
Herself, juxtaposed
And looming
As sketchy as a cowboy
On a reservation
She glares,
And sulks,
And gloomily subsides
She presently resides
In her own sphere
Of discontent
With this, she is content
Satisfied,
With her lack of satisfaction
Cold,
Cutting,
And precise,
She extracts what she needs
And leaves the rest for dead
airen skam
She is a giant,
Roaming,
Cursing,
Ball of hatred
For the world
That she sets beside
Herself, juxtaposed
And looming
As sketchy as a cowboy
On a reservation
She glares,
And sulks,
And gloomily subsides
She presently resides
In her own sphere
Of discontent
With this, she is content
Satisfied,
With her lack of satisfaction
Cold,
Cutting,
And precise,
She extracts what she needs
And leaves the rest for dead