as i step over the rocks and debris,

i remind myself that i am not worthy

i do not deserve a name,

a title,

a home,

or regret

i deserve what i Deliver

i deserve Death

for if i had children

they would be conceived of Night

and Darkness

and Sorrow

and Sleep

and the humans would never wake up ever again

i snort at my thoughts, laughing outrageously for the first time in

daysweeksmonthsyearscenturiesmillennia

because humanity is not waking up any time soon