Hope I don’t offend,
While you play and pray pretend,
If anyone is listening just know that the devil be playing tricks again,
I’m just trying to live before rigor mortis sets in,
So step in and step up,
If they listened and sent you then, “what’s up?”
You being here
Makes me think it’s all really real,
The depths, the void,
The created and destroyed,
Join me in the generative abyss
Of chaos and kiss,
I try not to but how can I not think of the what if’s?