...Muttering crippled on the crass!
Was the mind reeling and heaving, hallucinating,
Fleeing what a loss
Those things not touched or kissed the senses
Slowly stripped away
Not like daemon not like the pantheon
the 'span' wouldn’t rise through it again
I find it easy to believe
That they might question those beliefs
The beginning of the last temptation
Drug store mystery!
The duality of nature, godly nature,
Sapiens nature splits the soul
Fully human, fully divine and divided
The not so great immortal soul...
Split into pieces, whirling pieces, opposites
Attract
From the front, the side, the back
The mind itself attacks
I know the feeling, I know it from before
Spinoza through Heidegger,belief is never sure
ceiling fan mystery!
I was sitting drumming thinking thumping pondering
The mysteries of d chair!
Outside the city shrieking screaming whispering
The mysteries to spare!
There’s a funeral tomorrow
At a place nearby, the bells will ring for you
Ah, what must you have been thinking
When you realized the candy floss had tasted you!..
I wish I hadn’t thrown away my time
On so much mortal and so much less vital..
The end of the last temptation
The end of a soft core mystery!...
