The clock's laughing, subversely
as every second fades
bleeding the hours everlasting
cursing the essence of today.

The sun leaves trails of perception
as the Moon begins its rise
to twist & turn the ocean
and pull at the rising tide.

if I ever said I didn't love it
that would truly be a lie
immortality is the blessing
of watching the universe die.

I'm a God in mortal makings
truly free of conscience mind
not born of a lying ******
but TRUELY one of a kind.