Catharsis. Osmosis of the noise, leaving silence.

“I am a fist punching anything that ventures within range

I am a high voltage fence, touch me and you pay

I am a black widow spider interpreting tenderness as weakness, fearing love as subjugation, forever threatening to devour my mate”

— [My Father’s House]

Stability Lost-“Now”

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