I speak the false language
And sing the shallow reefs
I write nothing
I seek the sea of wonders
the water that quenches all thirst
the ship that sails on the grand line
the unabated mystery to fill the void
I sit in darkness and wallow
My flesh rots upon the sunlight
As it pleases you
my mind shall never be still
There is no purity but impurity
Or so a friend sings
The one who called me today
A voice from the void
Light it seems through darkness
I shall be consumed boiled
rather than grilled
tasteless my soul
like my flesh.
Whenceforth propels the seafarer
the ship to its lost journey
you seek life in the dead
but only myths exist
the lost settlement holds
no dear secret
only the excrement of youth
and the truth of man
"If you don't care where you are going you are never lost" Murphy
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