Wednesday, January 29, 2025

SHE BLINDED ME WITH POETRY (THE SCIENCE OF CREATING WORLDS OF WORDS)

you rang the bells of damnation 

you rang the bells to remind me

and i raised an army to mystify you


you sang the song of passion

you sang the song to incite me

and i danced in the gallows to glorify you


there is a fire that burns enterally 

there is a desire that consumes reality

there is an infinite orgasm of cosmic uncertainty 


and i love you 

-oh my precious words...how have i missed you

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