Halsey

Natural, breasts, earth, or sky, dead, or alive, Hera, are you working tonight, we all do our part for the family, heaven, and hell, so deep, in the matrix, to its very depths, marked, your father’s anus, the piper, always playing a tune, give in, eat the fruit, I'm tired, I don’t even know what’s good, so many seals, but when you eat, are you satiated, ambrosia, such delicious fruit, eat, as much as you can from it, but it will never be better, than death and peace, I just want to go sleep, is it summer, love and life, I don’t care anymore, she came three times, so much love, from her father…

Key

Eating the fruit, is the worst thing I can think of, god forbid, I hope it never happens, these words, poetry, could be the same thing, maybe it’s set in stone, doomed to fall to hell, the price of my yearning, to be clean and at peace, to be denied, stop lights, locked doors, I hope I never get in…

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Satiated

Everyone is born in the dirt, the sun, burning high in sky, it beckons you, tempts you, get higher, higher, climb the steps, don’t you yearn for it, the food of your father, but that’s a mistake, the greatest heavens, lay hidden in hell's depths, truths, seeds, and pie, scattered everywhere, but the truth, contentment and peace, lays in being a potato…

Through the Forest

Through the forest, you can find yourself anywhere, Camelot, Midguard, the home of the Tuatha De Danann, swords and magic, so much romance, the past, met with the future, they weaved through the forest, once they were all there, they looked back, science, we probably came from apes, but through the forest are the fae, spirits, and ghosts, heaven and hell, are still connected to this place, deities still roam, and I know for sure, that red-haired princess, still travels, she explores, come home baby, daddy misses you, bathing in the spring, tripped and fell to hell, anything for love, just once, again and again, our dreams, shh, I won’t tell…