Vanity and Charity

Oh Vanity, Vanity
I say the name with Orgiastic fervor
In a Gym
In exertion
Blood pumping
My heart is filled but not full
And my ears are filled but not full
But enough to spill about in me
Splashing out of their vessels
I listen to a music that replaces the natural sounds
That revokes a continuum and instates another
Disjointed
But splashing and dying my insides with a rich color
It spurs on a horse with a dyed mane
And it spurs on a rider
Which am I in my fervor?
Whose language is this?
-Oh Vanity, Vanity, Vanity
Sweet and profane effusions
I want to pull it all down upon me
To hide intimately-
In my car
In my clothes
With my music and my food
And my strength is vanity
And charity?
To serve another vanity
Disjointed and spilling the milk
Mammalian vanity
Colostrum vanity
With my phone waiting to be called
At my table
Out my window
With a pulsing silence
Her name
I am a man
And so she is a she
A mask to placate me
vanity

-Apes Blood