The world, the children, each person’s majesty, within each one, a god hiding, this could be rape, the heavens watching everything, truth echoing, they might have no choice, they might have to fuck me, damn, I thought I would be okay, if I just let go, unclenched my asshole, but maybe laziness is still a sin, maybe I was being a baby, and I had to learn my lesson, my place, I had to start working, I just let it fall, I didn’t care where it would end up, as long as the decision was out of my hands, maybe this is me begging, trying to make amends, maybe I’m thirty, still growing, this life, maybe we have time left, I'm honestly a dick, arsenal, an old demon could haunt this body, maybe it its only right, that the heavens fuck me, the world weighing my words on a scale, is there good in the world, is there a saving grace in this poetry, this could be a product of hell, leaving its trace, in history, let’s forget about it, let’s dream of Velma’s dirty, hairy pussy, consent, privacy, love and romance, belief in family, let the song ring out, the West extends, and lord knows, this whole time, I was just trying to find my humanity, lesson after lesson, does our father above have a personality, does he really want good for me, I’ve looked into it, his love, like a mouse dropped into the ocean, maybe I’m an old soldier, doing his work, forbidden words, looking too closely, peace and friendship, whatever could it mean to me, a filtration process, the moonlight, do you hear music, we can’t escape it, faeries and dragons, magic in the air, dancing for eternity.

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