We're all gunna die someday Better find the one while we still have time No more noons gaining high off wine Or indulging in pipe dreams love of mine Unconscious heart Persperated in the tinge of desire Pulled in from the fallout All the quaking and debris and rumbling of the inner city Shapeshifting through the dregs of karma You're the muse stealing the gods' fire
This poem, for me, is really about a sense of being without structure and feeling disconnected to the source of life itself and trying to find a sense of spirituality in forms. It points to trying to find structure through relationships. It also speaks about a sort of apocalyptic state of mind via being in an environment that is sort of like life lived when Adam and Eve were kicked out of the garden of Eden and into a scary, chaotic world