Nocturnal Epiphany
Once I believed that the loss of my wife was enough to take God out of the world.
At this moment I'm recalling my devotion to theos
Not sure if I'm being honest, but I need someone right now
Loneliness is torment: it's a reminder of how fragile life is ....
As Faulkner said, we are not meant to endure but to prevail.
Prevail over what? Over the fragile shell of our existence?!!
I scent death every day: soon I shall be gone.
My like is declining
Perhaps some day soon I shall be able to express myself to all those who have loved me
In the meantine I suffer, and watch my hands shake, strangely (un)aware of the dominant
Dunamis
of the world
It's all fucking cruel. amd I want to smash it. But I'm too weak
I drank away the woman I love the most
I've licked the pussies of those that mean nothing to me
But here's the reality: never again
If I ever experience love again, it's going to be with an angel: and YES!
They do exist!
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