A family of spirits, like a pantheon, god divided, as a part of a conceivable whole, old souls and demons, companions, each what the other needs, less for one, more for the other, contained, each part making up for the other, one yearns, another hungers, and their father, eating the fruits of their labor, heaven and hell intertwined, your mother and father, the sky and the earth, the sun and the moon, making sweet love, forever and ever, the universe talking to itself, and a snake eating it’s own tail, is it appealing, masturbating, don’t dare to look, so many unfortunate truths, and forbidden fruit, your daughter bends over, what you’ve been waiting for, lusting after, the time is now, or maybe next time, maybe you can say never, hungry and yearning, the demarcation point, lord knows there’s pain and suffering, deep regrets, hatred and grievances, for a life not lived, or for the innocent killed, if there is an age to the soul, what’s left, simply more unanswered questions, eternity after eternity, did you say no, what about the cat, curiosity and an unguarded asshole, answers to the quiz, where we fell, the cookie crumbling, maybe aim for something more, you may have a chance to make up for it, all work must be done, go to war, for Helen of Troy…

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