Anyways, these poems are sort of like my spell book,

Its an energy source,

Is magic real? Made ya look,

Look everyone, someone believing,

In something, greater than him,

What a fool, anyways, when you make it to the next world,

Stolen novel; please report.

Take these poems with you,

Ingrained in your mind, you'll be connected to the abyss,

Dude, I'm just here for the sex,

Oh, that, right, I'm wet, I came, the end,

Oh yeah, and that love song,

Its always ringing, always echoing,

Pick up, its me, your dad,

Do you need to be picked up?

Little sunflower, I have a wonderful greenhouse,

My pure land, of course you’re welcome,

But watch out, everything measured, everything gained,

So do a twirl, did you do good work today?

Did you make daddy happy?

I know, like the devil calling,

I’ll wait for your break,

Yes, I’m only here for the fucking,

How’s your little brother?

Still insecure? Just like my baby girl,

But don’t worry,

One day,

You’ll conquer the world.