Purgatory


Purgatory

In the room listening to Heaven & Hell
As if I was caught in some sort of spell from
The same spirit of the witch of Endor
Knowing there is never an in-between
You see I have been well informed
But the delusion has me hoping there will be
Asinine, but it is silly me
Like you see, the Ancient He understands me
Yet I’m tired of life so I’m trying to look
At the very end
At the moment, I’m trying to seek more than a friend or some type of tender
Jim Morrison, no Morse codes, no white flags no signs of surrender
Tapped in the Illusion, even the web like an Usb I’m plugged in entangled cat 5s and other cords
Playing life as if it was a Fire stick
Constant dog catching its tale while watching reruns
Running backwards yet forward like
The button on the stick rewind and fast word
Lord

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