Saturday, August 18, 2012

is this the end you envisioned for yourself?

broken down in your circumstance

with every dream mocking you as they swirl around

the inside of your limited skull?

you cannot envision your end

(until your a grade-A shaman

and can completely comprehend

the visions that attend your physical fading...)

whether you die on satin sheets

or pass out for a final time in a dirty alleyway

death is still death

and your lifetime's load is still what you lug with you

when you join with some aether

that accepts or rejects according to your own lights...

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