Sunday, August 12, 2012

I jerked off over the Virgin

and Isis and Lilith

and all the other names

of feminine principles that are one pole

of the string our guts adorn

but why me? the age-old question

of the ignorant chosen one

who stumbles through hell after hell

for what divine fulfillment?

for what resolution of what infinite purpose?

it is not our to ask

but only to suffer accordingly

for the One whose love goes no further than

what instrumental value we have and

what crazed aspiration we tarnish in our blasphemous raving?

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