How Governed

When did you begin listening to me?

And shine like a star

How governed, how sad

How brave

I smell the dirt on you

Touch your colored hand

And smile

There is nothing on earth that I love more

Than you

And death

Like the ringing bell

The living hell

Leaving everything to suffocate in it

To purge

To sit sexless on the edge of life and hope

To corrupt inside

Wanting no god

No afters

No special purpose

To eat

And die peacefully

Without ego

Without delusion

Already dead

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