slithering under the fence,
coiling without shedding a skin
seems almost criminal.
loss has no meaning in a timeless universe
where life and death fall some where
along the spectrum of infinity
and no one is waiting on the other end.
a name
a place
a perspective so familiar
why give it up?
even if we are here only to be here
that is destiny, my love
In the dark
of cover
under cover in the dark
like a heat seeking missile
I abdicate all rights
(mostly those I don't want to give up).
Hot, light, black of dirty days
lost to a past I can't erase. Like a heat seeking missile,
I don't want to last.
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