Saturn crushes the life out of you
allegedly to save you
but if I had to lose
all that was holding me back
why wasn't slow steady painful
progress through the earth
losing all I've loved and mishandled
not enough?
Vengeance oh only One?
how human after all
albeit a tyrant's run...
but things are as they are and to hear you tell it
"I Am That I Am!"
fine...how may I please offer up
the last of my ashes
and blow away in some obscure direction
that is anywhere but this particular life?
or must Saturn that ringed turd
trample even that dust
for the satisfaction of the One?
so sorry I got so holy
I'd rather chase ass and legs
down every street in the world
in every age of the planet
than ruin myself over the love and compassion
that our fellow souls require
if only because it is a given
and nothing that can be second-guessed
automatic as breathing
with the risk of being taken for granted
oh Saturn will lock down every move
in a horror show of consequence and despair
and all in the name of a terrible
incomprehensible judgment
Saturn will squeeze you whether you've learned or not
Saturn a loose thick turd wearing halos...
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito.
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