YOU'RE DEAD. NOW WHAT?

DO YOU MISS YOUR HEAD DARLING?

DO YOU MISS YOUR HEAD?

do you miss that

BURNING

sensation filled with hatred?

those thoughts considered UNHOLY

god, am i worthy? (am i am i am i)

do you miss that CONSTANT DRONING

echoing in your mind like a rock thrown in a wishing well?

(i wish for it to cease)

if you had

ONE wish, god,

WHAT WOULD IT BE?

my head got thieved.

ARE YOU GOING TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT, GOD?

or are you going to ENDORSE my pain?

like you did with all the others.

ARENT I SPECIAL, GOD?

don't i DESERVE to reclaim whats rightfully mine?

NOTHING IS RIGHTFULLY YOURS.

he replies.

that is

true.

i do not belong to myself.

i sold my head to the muses, i remember.

god GIGGLES.

and departs.

WHY WONT HE GIVE ME MY HEAD BACK?

its awfully somber when everything's jet black.