7 Images

Ah! Live is good.

we live with birds and 7 images of the moon.

The fire is extinguished

We gain access to the expired realm

green and blue

the sky fades to a shadowy black manifesting the dark hour

wild and brutal groping for nothing

ignorant bliss, thinking to satisfy the physical sex drips ,

partaking to numb the head

waiting to infiltrate the hidden cavern of death that leads to

forever

watching, planning ; the time will shortly come for me

but the clouds must serve as a resting place

I am so tired. the anticipation kills.

a momentary ambition to end it all

i would extend the final impact to revive my energy