(2013)
#Dream
I devour the light Encompassing worlds in my shadow Casting lesser beings Into the desolation of their deeds Wailing, Wailing
I was once a pauper A vagrant rich with pride Of earthly goods I had my fill And paid with greedy eyes
She implied; An imply little lie A Treacherous Treason Of body And mind
The Darkness Stills neither The heart Nor the mind But rather
To say there is no God Has just as little meaning As to say there is one Crest to crest Is all hot air
A true rebel Does not take The opposing course Of action He questions the
Lost, in the Tangle of Eternity’s Hair, I, the blind child Of Night, Inherit a dying world
The hunch Is back Now quick, Attack! Straighten
To merge with nothing, I... ...Then when I return I’m refreshed
There’s no one to blame but myself… I exclaimed But who is yourself that You blame? Hm... maybe I ought to think that…
You come before me With the veils Of your trance The wooshing And whirling
There shall be no owning of human… No webs to ensnare, bind, or enmes… The noble spirit in penetrant flig… Of Liberty, Love, and Limitless… But what of sweet AMA, in sorrow…
Greatness appears in a Hushed intimation, But swiftly again it departs Great devastation frustrates My elation, and drops me
Every point of View, is Incredibly limited It is only One of infinite,
Aching, No object, Aching, No cause, Just aching,