a mask on the ground
a horrible urethra
ignorance
a great beast
discomforting
the wild God of my immortal dream
angry with me
forgiving
where no nature will go
we do not kill
we don't have to
filled with spades
bigotry without reason
we're hungry and tired
living
a glory
and a full time job
shackled in our earthly garments
an unending psychosis beyond time
men are not good enough
to great in potential death
we sleep the calmest rest
and in His great eyes
we see our immortal judgement oncemore
again
and again
she wants all of me
the thickness of the man fills her
releasing the great stressful stream of the lustful knowing
a deserving man
gnostic awareness
never enough
we reach out in our oneness
and she gives birth oncemore
and that's it
now leave God alone
sin
Man's biggest distraction
and through her glorious form
our short life reels itself until the body has no more questions
and 'developmemt' actually ceases
the End is perfection
and