For myself then

Since you already have everything

But unfortunately
Nothing to give me


It's a fine apartment, Mon ami(?)

But the heart
Does not pump on air only
Either,

Air
As you, rather,
Discounted.

Holy water even


<I>and finally, upon that image of struggle,
I say you should, as you have
Sacrifice everything else
And forgiveness too
In all it's merciness-ly
Is not free, even for limps
Blinds, or smothered by snake
You simply, had to say, No
Nevermind now.
Afterall, without evil
You d be, master of
Meaninglessness. In, somewhat,
As you prefer, Pitifully,
Gods, godsness, ironic farcical.
Worry not. You are on benefit. You are just wrong. And all these evil,
Missights only. Like it was,
Of these snake-fruits.</I>

It's not football, only bench away.

And if this selection gasps.
Well it's not funny either
Anywhere else. But on
Internet.


And you sway legs
And get breezed off

Vacations

And it ends

Like vacations
Like summer
Or even shorter
So on.

And they say
Then they say(rrrrrread)
"No use preparing you"


And so
Still you do
Because you
Of all blessings given


Best seen
Struggling

Even with
Stretched hands
Upon,
All those
You......
C

L
....
Hm



Have.
Have.

Nevermind.
These all too, shall pass.
Heaven too, if must.

I d go but don't have that much o a money from all zis charitable heaven thinges

It's like Buddha

So cringe

You might as well quit your entire existence itself
But I guess being
Pitifully unwise


You can't do that either