Conceived in scenes
of a ****** nature
Like the waves lapping
against the shore

Or the bailiff slapping
on the door

You don't know
how urgently they call
When they beckon you from nothing
to become unto all

I've always deferred to serendipity
Nature's feast!
In front of me

But as I bite down in lust
Atop my Google search
Can I really trust
This human work?

Providence was lost at sea.
Somewhere between the advent
of language
and the internet
The algorithm's changed, see?

What is this new beat?
Who's thoughts are ringing out
the sunrise now?
Who's words fill our dreams
at 3 am?

Earth abundant with Oh Mys,
Oh my belly, oh my thighs
Oh my sensory surprise

Oh my hips, oh my lips,
Oh my palm, oh my wrist,
Oh my action, oh my whips
deviating from the script
More Oh Mys than I can fit

Or maybe this multiplicity
Crossing all with all
Simplifies to one love

A universal go, cosmic come
Cosmic to, a universal from

These Oh Mys meld
Do not be deceived
Feel the universal energy,
But oh my!
do not leave

I am an agent of violence
Or at least
I was
Overwhelmed, unconscious, tired, full of lust
I broke
with society's trust

Who's to say I won't again?
It's a dangerous game that we are playing

Not pure evil
But so much distress
Evidence of God's indifference
Definitely enough to push someone over
And it's enough shame to keep my head low.

Blessed are you, kind and considerate since birth
Keep going, dance on.

And for those of you like me
Agents of violence, in a moment of clarity?
Commit to the future, with a practice of ballet.

Go fast, if that's what you need
But go well.
Don't **** with your speed.

Oh lord tell me, is my mum with you
Why did you have to go
Will my dad come too

Oh lord tell me, why am i still here
Though i got a lotta her love to give
I've got a lot of her fear.

Oh lord tell me, just what I can do
Did i really do those terrible things
Or was that somehow you?

O ma thank you! for all of your skills
You taught me a lot of the tricks
That pay the family bills.

O ma, help me! whisper to the lord
I need him to light me up inside
And play his sacred chord

Oh lord show me! where i need to turn
I will look whichever way you say
Oh I'm still ready to learn..

No true copy
We evolve
A game of whispers
No resolve

Flying like we saw
Our king
A vision piercing
Through the wind

Come now settle
On your song.
Sing it true
It won't last long

Not rats in wheels,
but birds on the wind;
a spirit feels,
for a life on the wing

the gale holds her still,
A headwind too strong
but she soothes as she sings
For flight is her song