I’m off to visit God
Shut the fuck up, we know he’s there
We’re so ready to accept that life
Has no purpose
When, if you stopped to marvel at any
Thing
You’d see
He’s right here
She’s right here
They’re right here
I am here
I want to sacrifice
My own fucking head
And let my open throat moan
Into a chant
While I let go of gravity
Law
Abundance
Feel
Sex
Fulfillment
And become ethereal
Nothing
With God
You’re but a shrill yelp for importance
While everything we’ve all ever wanted
Is
Up
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