Poem without rhyme or reason (TALK Drunk)


Poem without rhyme or reason (TALK Drunk)

26/04/2001 - 02:11 a.m


(...)

All this is not like a joke in bad taste,

Rather, it is like an agreement for lack of choice;

It is a kind of lack of options that you can not understand.


How could the whole does not have a better option

than the history of all this?

all we have and all we are!


I am an ordained everything that happened, everything that is

Every fact in every act;


Even though I seem unaware of the team, who saw the jacket

Or that sometimes seems to do it

I am of all of the right, sage, sacred, pure, eternal

ps. The first part of this poem is a mystery

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