Devious Journal Entry

i'm not a demon
or a derivative of a demon

you don't own
anybody.
the sludge that covered the earth
and spread into a soft pudgy dough
owns us, we sprung from it, we swam
and drank from it,
you do not own anyone and you are silly to think so.
that you are the only one who owns a spread of skin
that was created from all things.

it is possible to love and fuck up in the same sentence.