Atoms dissolving.

The street of atoms dissolving in a naked light extinguished and exhausted
With fumes, outpoured into my polluted lungs this trial of a forested dry cleaning forced
I remember the day that I lost my mind. It ''twas the day my parents cut and fought
A bottle against the shattered neck. The answer of a cave dwelling aristocratic thought

For I am the king and ruler of the land
I am the minuscule difference of a grape growing entity in the midst of the sand
I  the vestibule of anguish , the artisan allowed to paint and see
Triple that bet and let me be

Screwdrivered
I'm born your child delivered
It's explored
I implored
I grasped my fat knuckles of
Because.