My Subjective Eternal Infinite
Ethical love and I fight
We suffer each others plight
Each others non-secure
Freedom fleeting suture
It tears and tears us apart
And waits for us to start
Then tears some more
All the while licking up the time we pour
Out into each others hate
Anger fear spite and all too late
Nothing left but red faces filled with our pain and love
Filled with a void
Filled with a heart of elastic points leading to leap
Out into that darkness we call light
Into the wretched abyss of acceptance
And the ephemeral waters of repentance
We do this with our lives
Because there is nothing else worth to do
Our emotions sag
Our reason will fail and a stag
Will hail us with his song
And bring us home to each other
In the night
The night of temptation
The night of replacement
The night of withering heights
So great is the fall
Into those familiar arms
Into those eyes
Into those legs
Into those breasts
Into those…into those…into those emotions and reasons and material and spirit and self
The self that I love
The self that I need
The self that is and is not me
The self that I wish to be and wish to have
The self that is curling up like smoke above my shoulder
The self that is a stranger
And even though I told you when I came I was a stranger
I take it all back
I take it and drown it in a sack
Infanticide is my road to Faith
Abraham Issac and Jesus Christ my Wraith
