What is the relationship
between suffering
and its causes?
Between the hanged man
with his stiff prick
and the angel of Death,
who has no dick?
God is
on stand-by—
just a trifling
convenience—
but justice
seems a little too snazzy
of a trick.
I think
the real link is—
as soon as you
claim to be
innocent, you're
not anymore.
And the sentence
may already exist,
(after all—our
days were numbered
to begin with)
but the prison's walls
are ours to realize.
Which restriction
will it be?—unconditional
love, or absolute
freedom.
But who
am I kidding? We can't even
answer
our mouths are so full
of chocolate
syrup—or wait, is that
blood?
