I have no idea where this came from
 

I wrote this during a particularly boring lecture at my college orientation...I have no idea where the hell this came from

narcississtic teleprompted psychoanalyst
sitting in a tower of flesh and bones
smiling down on a broken kingdom.
he's all alone
in a citadel of bone.
Quietude disturbed by birds.
It is destroyed.
Now only disquietude exists.
all alone
in a citadel of bone
manically grinning in pain
The agony of pierced bleeding flesh
keeps him awake.