riverquaker

by Occult Fan

I want you to lick my face

bite open my cheek with your own jaws

hold me close close enough to smell my pores opening

hold me close and break my mind

break my mind

hold me close and break

my

 

you weaponized your own suicide

for a moment of fame in what they call

real time

what you held to be a key to constellations halls

was merely an asymmetry

in truth and revelation

ya gotcha self some

bad information

bad information

you’re filled with

nothingness

now

 

still the time when son comes to rise

a product of the star and moon will rise

still another day will rise

 

Ra On Ser Un

Come give forth the truth of Union

the one becomes two

and the two becomes one

one

one

one

one

one

tell me the truth about

union

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