death will reveal that unknown world
beyond this one soon enough
I will continue to rage and lust and repent
with all the damage irreparably done
I'll just bear the brunt and play the string out
wine women and poetry true to the template
I will continue to love and be loved
or damn and be damned depending on which angel
or demon shows the most mercy
and I will bless in kind to be sure
since we're all under a heavy divine thumb
a smoking smudge in a padded digit of God
or a clean unbroken spirit slipping out from
under the pressure to bless and to be relieved...
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