new found myths

i can't contain myself anymore
obsessed with my new found impurity
stripped raw from lashed out words
receptacle of what i used to be

throat scorched by hot air rising
smoldered circuits etching veins
pounding fingers on bloodied plastic
delivering blows every verse of pain

stumbled phrases collected daily
this rude baptism made infants wail
divine inspiration hard to come by
heroic sandals to fit... i fail