MOBY KNOWS DICK SQUAT
the confirmation of my departure
has yet to be confirmed
forwarding with little hopes of finalizing this arduous task
in fear of the consequences once i expire
truth be told
i long for this moment to be lost
through the hands of fate
allowing me to appreciate
for a minute longer
the beauties hidden within the grotesque
if you listen carefully
you can hear
the sound of her heels
as she slowly approaches
to take what we earned
as she places our souls
in the waiting room
better known as
the river of styx
waiting upon
Phleygas's final judgement
i hope to look back
on this day
and through
retrospection
i hope to further
understand this unexplained
state
where each step i take
proves to play out my fate
showing me as the joker
who attempts to run
from the truth
because under this make-up
i am just fortunes fool.
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