
Succor him, subtle and with supple lips,
for he is in all and of all
if you buy in now--no karma coupons, man!-
there are a dozen
divine plans,
I just thought of now.
And a dozen more
for him, for her.
Yours to explore-
this deity delight and destiny indecision.
will it compromise your mission?
Will you be a victim?
Will you write of how you're over it,
and the world is full of shit,
or will you realize this is the why
of how the world identifies?
It makes them succeed.
It makes them so pleased.
Travel near or far
and never meet
my dark star.
For I am in her
and of her.
And I can still put her on a shelf,
as I quote scripture
to suit myself.
