Swimming Sperm

What will it take for the heavens to move,

I'm not sure man,

But I felt it today,

The pull,

The urge,

To do,

Fuck, what does my father have planned for me,

What will I be served,

Sounds like work, work, work.

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Brain

Past lives,

I cried,

You were a mercenary,

A warlock,

You were an analyst,

For the cyberware conglomerate,

I was also an Indian guy,

I'm pretty sure I married my daughter,

Yeah, its sort of messed up,

But there was also a space war,

I was enlisted to fight,

At the end they ranked all the Hindus,

I think Brahma got first spot,

It was space but I think he had an avatar,

Maybe his name was Orabe,

Vishnu took the seventh spot,

Sounds like a lucky number,

Anyways this poem is a mess,

And although I joined at the end of the war,

I got 23rd, yeah, I know, unbelievable,

I don’t care about that though,

Its about all that fucking food we ate throughout,

How am I not fat,

Damn, I’m like the abyss,

I’ve fucked and killed so many,

Oh lord, please end me,

What about Muhammad?

Let’s not mention that,

Those dudes have their own thing going on,

But when will it end?

Well, look within,

That deep, aching void,

Have you had enough?