· a cosmic climax I bet you never believe , to fall simultaneously-, a river that flows bothways downstream
the birth of deceased.
2 life's are expelled
last beat of a heart and
first flicker be conceived
I want to be filled by the empty 'feast
to commemorate
the unsuriry of need
The contrast both
God and lucifer could agree
that's my kind of symmetry
When I die I want to feel
every form as life leaves
At once I want
to confuse my senses
from calculated ansewers of relief
this is how I wish to be
measured Tailored to tear at the seams
No fear no want no kingdom for belief Just exist in my vibration
as a whole becomes
a devastating peace