All about the night of my demise
Were visions of your terrifying eyes,
Natural lovers unnaturally bent to hate.
"Which of your loves?" asks God. I say, "Whichever.
Even empty eyes can penetrate.
I can love them all and love forever.
I only ask all promises be true.
The more I love, the more I can accrue."
To death and all of the promises it brings!
So many forevers with so many different loves;
"I raise your seventy-two virgins" the angel sings,
"Praise the holy **** in heaven above!"
I can't wait 'til promises are put to test
And finally, after "judgement", God can rest.

I cannot understand
Why in the wake of the moon
All the world is sadness
Morning light purges me
Just so she can get her kicks

The crescent night
Under whose cover
We drank our fire


Hidden from the gods
Hidden from the eyes

Sometimes
I wish I was all by myself
Staring out from an empty
Beautiful field
I just want to see God
Bend down and blow out the sun
Then I would lie down in the ice
And spin through the eternal darkness
Sometimes
I wish I was all alone

I'm always reminded of a dream that I never had
Where I'm reading a story that I never got to write
To a girl I always wanted to kiss, but didn't
When I take her to a place of vast personal importance that I never found
Where I wrote down something that I never felt
About something I experienced, something divinely beautiful, that I can't remember
For some reason