I live in my personal cave,
Beyond where the light may choose to shine.
Formality fragments of the divine.
The divinity of nothingness chooses to shine,
And make a home for me instead.
In the cave one may choose to eat spiders,
Or their larval eggs.
Be sure to consume it all,
Leave nothing, not even the dregs.
Consume the toxin, consume the fire
Of the burning flesh in its entire.
I see shapes in the cave, hallucinatory light.
Beyond the darkness, I see the green,'
Of ancient ruins beyond our time.
Where I may go I shall not need a dime.
Beyond the ruins of the green.
One fetishes are left to one,
Who merely thinks their thought inside,
The inner most cave of thoughts
From one out of their mind.
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