if you kill yourself / your mother will hold onto your name / & give it to her mother / her mother will give it to her mother / till you grow pale and become nostalgic memories //
Growing up I always had this feeling of estrangement from everyone, this deep sense of loneliness and alienation.
In a bid to cure this, I found books and songs as the way out.
Sermon On The Road To Gadara
And when He stepped out on the land, there met Him a certain man from the city who had demons for a long time. And he wore no clothes, nor did he live in a house but in the tombs.
-Luke 8:27 (NKJV)
one of these days / you could wake up / to a legion feasting in your head //
it could be a wild clan / chanting your panegyrics / over & over & over again /
till all the angels you know / are wing-ridden / bereft of flight /
you're allowed to envy walruses / jumping to their death / but don't take the fall //
if you kill yourself / your mother will hold onto your name / & give it to her mother / her mother will give it to her mother / till you grow pale and become nostalgic memories //
when the saviour says; / go into the swine, tell him; / we are the swine, don't send us to our demise //
brethren, you're allowed to be a flower / but don't be a marigold / you're allowed to converse with / the kitchen knife but only in this order; /
blessed be thy shimmering glory / blessed be thy blood /
blessed be the one thing that kept it pumping / blessed be thy insanity / blessed be the blade that ends it all //
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