Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

The firmament

I just want the sky to fall.
The grey, the blue, the black of the sky,
To shatter upon itself and get
Sucked up to another realm.
I can see it from here; it has begun to taunt me.

Then there would be the solar sky,
I've prefer those millions of balls of gases
To anything produced by a sunset.
That is how much I care about it.

January 5, 2006
Suge


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