Children of the Universe
The born and birthed
await in sweet patience
from the time we dissolve
The Children of the Universe
...egged and spermed
into participals of breath
...a vision of fog
The Gift of sight
smell, touch, taste
and sound... We design;
we create our own fascinations
Fascinated with the soul,
eclipse, sex, agony, finger
tips, eyelash, breasts, genitals,
feet, roses, skin... scent
We creat for ourselves an idea
Ideal society, civil living–
happiness, treasure, wonder, philosophy
Learn, hurt, smile, kill
We kill our good thoughts
with bad ones
become the bad thought
that thought good
Glory, suspense.. It’s all humane
we are not one, but we are not seperate
We signify the madness inside
Originally, we are psychopaths
Forgive? For what?
Unreliable loyal friends..
murder and all
we are born with inner rage
We are born happy..
and mad... and infinite
infinitely crazy..forever,
together
WE ARE THE CHILDREN
OF THE UNIVERSE
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