Bored in class and felt like writing. Didn’t know what to write about, so I just started writing random one-liners.
This is a working draft for a poem in blank verse—a very rough, working draft.
I aim to brand the world insane;
I aim to dismantle the heavens and exhume the earth,
To eradicate and create
with evaporated tears and mineralized blood
I aim to yawp for them and me,
To say, “Come, this mountain be the highest!”
To point to the diamond-strewn sky
And behold the suspended crags as I shrink
Into human nature.