Out here,on the peremiter
There are no horizons
Only pale grey impalement upon
**** stained shattered glass pavement
The sound of swirling emptiness fills
The blank steps before you
Space out of Time , the infinite undoing behind you
Who can survive the cosmic Guilt
The teeming Emptiness?
**** that, I'm high
I fear not Death not Meaningless
Take the next step,soldier of the mundane
Your undying lies ahead.....