I Am An American

​Piles of bloody, dying bodies –
Women, men, little babies –
Pierced by bullets,
Ripped apart by exploding bombs.
Such an exquisite sight;
Such delicate beauty.
To touch that warm blood,
To feel it between my fingers,
To taste it on my tongue –
The delight is . . .
Inexpressible:
I am in ecstasy!
Gliding through the astral plane
With the beings of light
That have visited me and taught me
While in my vile, disgusting flesh.
I am special, they tell me,
I am chosen.
I will recreate the world
In my own image,
And none can hinder me.
I am invincible,
Unstoppable,
Indispensable.
My truth is deceit,
My light is darkness,
My love is hatred.
My closest friends
I make my enemies.
I am the only blessing
Upon the face of the earth.


I am an American.