We are a center of nerves as
       filaments of
       fretting pieces of gratuitous
       cruelty, absolute torture or
       insanity
                become empowered
                of a conditioned mind
                as a habit breathes

  , what is strange and unnatural
        customs build by craving for
        what fills the unfathomed
        void,
  , have by conjured up spectres,  
        half-remembered dream,
        depends upon on a fate
        as one inhales substances,
  , to expel
        their hands bathed in blood
        hug the destroyer to this
        gloom of desperate
        starvation, pain, and
        nakedness, begins to hunt
        
, to place a cathedral
   that which terrifies us in
    sleep and fall into short
    trances to take away.