but sleep will not be sought
and it is because of this:
you lie there in your bed, rhythmically rocking to the soft tones
awe so intense it suffocates
a world without satisfaction or pacification
how did God create a thing such as this
how do i endure such a light as this
we are creatures of logic, and creatures of hate
but give me love over, love over this
as i listen to this gregorian chant
i know that i cannot handle much more
soon it will take over, these ancient voices deep
it will win and i will lose
either you will win or you will lose
what would happen if the music won
you need needles and mirrors
i have my own intoxication and it is so much deeper-
i am guilty-and
BY GOD I WILL NOT BE LEFT BEHIND/
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