Cut Canvas

I just want to smash

Things with a hammer

Until my arms are

Spent, exhausted, & limp

I just want to break bricks

With my fists until

My knuckles are dust

That scatters in the wind

I just want to scream

Until my voice is shredded

Blood pooling in the back

Of my throat, silencing sounds

I just want to cut canvases

Whose creators caressed &

Cared for the work. That

It's like knifing a child

I just want to feel destruction

      - tingling in my fingertips

I just want to make it all crumble

I just want to not fucking care