a glorious kind of play

day 10: elazar

the world is full of elazars and you've correctly (incorrectly?) tagged me as an elazar needing guidance and mentorship. and as you say this, you haven't yet extended your hand out to me. or was this simple statement your olive branch? i'm lost, you know i'm lost, so come and rescue me already. gather this little lamb in your arms.

though i can't help but feel like a wolf in disguise. hunger like a wolf. bleed a wolf. lost and lonely elazar the wolf. maybe if this wolf gets a taste for heaven, they'll lose their taste for hell.

truthfully, i don't think i'll ever be tamed, nor do i have any desire to be. what i do have is an immoral hunger to drag you down with me and that's why i won't ever seek you out. come to me, and we'll see which will win out: heaven or hell. or if i'm lucky, maybe some weird in between.