thought of the day // 31.05.2018

Sometimes, it’s better to forget about reality.

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i am waiting for Death

i am sitting on his corpse
while waiting for Death
the breeze is now colder than ever
the worms are feasting on the sins
that got stuck between my toes
my name should be ivy
because i am filled with poison
i infected his heart with just a glance
now look where he’s at!
the smell of his flesh rotting
beneath the sun
is making me want to throw up
instead i spit out some venom
right on his face
while i light up a cig and reminisce
about all of the times he ignored me
and whether or not Death missed the bus

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© oceauxnic

apocalypse // a poem

he knows i’ve got the power
to create or destroy him
he’s aware that i’m the god
of my own universe
and still, he prefers to be an atheist
i suppose our worlds do not collide
and they never will
for i am not willing to annihilate my cosmos
just to cram my space
with the Sun of his mind

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© oceauxnic