Thursday, January 9, 2020

Beasts and Hungry Ghosts in Hell

We are almost happy here,
Exactly as contented
As to how far we are free

From all you saints and angels,
Gods and givers of advice,
The violence of all rules.

Yes, we are contrarian.
Contrariness defines us.
Impurity becomes us.

No, we are not enlightened.
We have not found salvation.
We are not here to witness.

We do not think you should be
More like us, like our ideals,
Anything we might achieve.

If you wonder why you’re here
In these strange woods among us,
Never fear you’re one of us.

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