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i like the wind
so many voices
air speaks
tree speaks
i saw the wind once
in the dancing glow of a dying fire's embers
i think about death
when i shower
i dry off touching my whole body,
it seems like so much, my body always tells me something new
it seems so infinite, yet it is so small, it is transient
i realize this and die
death is the climax of life
what all these comedowntos have come down to
This moment
that the wind blows the thunder,
lighting the sky for a great night symphony
indeterminate
chromatic
atonal
eternal
a storm is nature's jazz
Gmaj7 what all these comedowntos
Am7 have come down to
D7 this moment,
this climax
The orgasm of life
expulsion of a small part of infinity
internally boundless
it decays inward
i fear my body will decay outward
black lungs, swollen liver, imbalanced brain, rotten stomah, cancer, necrosis, total immunodisaster or failed metanoia, a sinking ship
vulnerable to all
immune to nothing
vulnerable to faggot's charm
immune to death, vulnerable to love
now and again and more often i feel molly's embrace
it is high, biogenetic, large, high, singing furiously, incessantly

Should death come upon me in my dreams, there will be no struggle
and that might be lovely and romantic
But should it come, as is more likely, in the afternoon
creeping upon us in a hospital room
an invisible but certain presence
weighing the hearts of my family
my, that should be exciting!

Description
i like the wind
so many voices
air speaks
tree speaks
i saw the wind once
in the dancing glow of a dying fire's embers
i think about death
when i shower
i dry off touching my whole body,
it seems like so much, my body always tells me something new
it seems so infinite, yet it is so small, it is transient
i realize this and die
death is the climax of life
what all these comedowntos have come down to
This moment
that the wind blows the thunder,
lighting the sky for a great night symphony
indeterminate
chromatic
atonal
eternal
a storm is nature's jazz
Gmaj7 what all these comedowntos
Am7 have come down to
D7 this moment,
this climax
The orgasm of life
expulsion of a small part of infinity
internally boundless
it decays inward
i fear my body will decay outward
black lungs, swollen liver, imbalanced brain, rotten stomah, cancer, necrosis, total immunodisaster or failed metanoia, a sinking ship
vulnerable to all
immune to nothing
vulnerable to faggot's charm
immune to death, vulnerable to love
now and again and more often i feel molly's embrace
it is high, biogenetic, large, high, singing furiously, incessantly

Should death come upon me in my dreams, there will be no struggle
and that might be lovely and romantic
But should it come, as is more likely, in the afternoon
creeping upon us in a hospital room
an invisible but certain presence
weighing the hearts of my family
my, that should be exciting!