06 July 2007

Come, Comfort Me!

Would I could divorce myself in an
instant from this uniplanar view I
have endured all of my being see

perspective in all planes of existence
less release or surcease be at one with
the universe unbounded and free

I give up my sense of omnipotence and
an easy three of seven deadly sins
sloth envy and greed to feed the furnace

Take away these chains I will lust after
no-one but you dine on stink-weed with
swallowed pride and eat my anger

Come, comfort me!
© 16 June 2007, I.D. Carswell