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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