Primitive Reasons from sleeplessness by Rosemallows

The earth,
Representing
The void that comes to claim
Everything but our bones
My sins,
Temporary,
This chapter comes to close
All the same for all men,
Prepare
Your legacy,
For the ink is but limited
And you’re setting the font
Forgive
Thy enemies
For they might be here when you’re gone
The source of noises

//

Anyone out there
Krishna, Allah, or Christ
Do you hear me?
Scream into the void.
Don’t you touch me this once

//

The cold,
I embrace it,
As my skin turns white pale,
Gone are the blue veins,
Temples,
Pyramids,
Are all acts of foolish apes,
Primitive reasons,
Heroes,
Will all die,
But live through your stories
Like the villains before them,
Trials,
Will break me,
So please take my one request
Let me go in peace

//

Anyone out there
Krishna, Allah, or Christ
Do you hear me?
Scream into the void.
Don’t you touch me this once

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