can you love yourself into a religion?
take on the responsibility as yourself
as a temple?
mobile and sensate
tender and indestructible
your mind a godlink
your sleep as a heaven
that you might one day eternalize
in the middle of an everlasting blink?
what do you think?
would you give it all back for
a little more?
trade your love for the perfect whore
who fucked and fought and
never complained?
would you train your unconscious
to recognize pain
before it hurt you
if you had to trade the rush
of it almost hurting you?
would you stop doing drugs
if they were killing you?
isn’t that what life is supposed to do
nurture you to death?
what would you give if
giving gave you more than taking did?
wouldn’t you just love to explode?
surrender your gravity and just float
drift
inhale your final earth breath at about
aquartertothree
on a Sunday afternoon?
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