Born
Humanity is an anchor
That sinks under its own weight
Bitter - Their nauseating rancor
That is just the catalyst, another bait
Why can't anyone be sincere with themselves?
They are just containers of fear and despair
Another "slut" blossoming
Another act of faith
Another idol promising
A place in her own space
Searching for answers
Or just a common place?
Maybe this house of raptures
A cathedral in a database
Above the kennel
Pulling the strings - Of bird creation
Poem tangential
Evoking endless sophistication
Frivolous - Nympholept
Why can't anyone be sincere with themselves?
They are just containers of fear and despair
Free of Avidyia
Free of Ignorance