shoot your questions at the abyss
there is one supreme
blissful presence
here
it's night time
I'm in my element
Freshly awakened
after a day
of sleep
I'm not a vampire
I only used to wish I
were when
I first started living like
this. What can I say, I
was young and playful
Now I know I'm
something
worse than a vampire
My grandmother calls
me a blasphemer
because
God has left day and night
upon this Earth
for work and rest
and I laugh in his face
and piss on his blessing
by using it in
reverse
I sleep in the day
and use the time of
night to
wonder and to ask
why he had created me
the beauty of seeking
answers in the
night is
that you don't have
to use your voice
writing
will do
You won't get the
answers, at least I didn't,
but it feels good to
shoot your
questions at the abyss
without being
stared at
Here I go
again
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