Hmm?

Listen to my eyes
Stick your hand deep in my fleshy aura
Lets it warmth or lack thereof enrapture what isn’t
My identity is here
What defines me --- it should not be me → I am biased
-/_ It is you, It is the waterfall, It is the Ghost of Christmas Past
And it is nowhere
WHO ARE YOU TO THINK I SHOULD HAVE ONE? MOTHERFUCKED
CAN YOU EPITOMIZE THIS VOICE-
     ANY VOICE?
NO ONE CAN CLAIM TO KNOW ANYTHING
IS THAT NOT THE GREATEST FORM OF HUMAN ARROGANCE?
THAT WE KNOW GOD
     WE KNOW DEATH
WE KNOW GOOD AND EVIL
WE KNOW
ALL WE KNOW IS SHIT →            broken-
down, blended and shaken and mixed
INTO GLORIFIED PERFECTION
it is real & i love it.