I’ve no desire for reincarnate hopes;
no avatar yet come or passed extends
me comfort. One is but enough who gropes
at comprehending: without you, me ends.
Lack of diagnosis doesn’t equal lack of disease and
it’s a rotten corpse, dying surprised asleep
peacefully—without having said and understood good-bye.
Did you think you were merciful?
You loved all light atop the world with me,
both watching me incorporate my one
damned soul with yours and knowing it would end.
Did you suppose my ignorance would last?
I've no desire for reincarnate hopes
I've no desire for reincarnate hopes
"Every genuinely religious person is a heretic, and therefore a revolutionary" -- GBShaw
there was a man named joel
he would not sing noel
all's well that ends well
a platitude for hell
what happened next
his textured sigh
not smoothed over
no prayferful denial
deep waters run still
still water runs deep
someday you will meet your soul
burning slow you both will know
he would not sing noel
all's well that ends well
a platitude for hell
what happened next
his textured sigh
not smoothed over
no prayferful denial
deep waters run still
still water runs deep
someday you will meet your soul
burning slow you both will know
[color=darkcyan]i'm on a survival mission
yo ho ho an a bottle of rum om[/color]
yo ho ho an a bottle of rum om[/color]
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