We see through my eyes,
We hear through my ears
Deprived of thought, refuse contemplation, vacant
Staring blankly into the void within
Abyssal vision, multiple senses dormant
Now activated, lead to nothing
Here, I am home
Alone in the moonlight
So come, beautiful demon!
And bring the pleasures of night
To realise
I am It and It is I
Vanished, departed
Not of this earth, no more...
Nothing left to torture...
Negation of substance, impermanent existence
Invisible to outside observers
I am the opposite!
Of ever being,
Negative-infinitive
I am separate
From the planes
Of tangible reality
Your Existence is done
Your Existence is none
"To know one's greatest desire
Brings not joy, but bitter ruin
One year after the happening
Of tragedy obscure, still fire...
Still fire..."
To someone much adored
