[Darth Yoda]

I’m the metaphorical bond, of the Torah, Qur’an.
Folded like origami, or pawned for a quarter, you’re gone
Kobe, LeBron. Obi & Wan Kinobe embalmed.
It’s over for all. Darth Yoda has forced his order on darkness.
On opiates. I’m…. Hoping to God it’s over when.
The Soviets launch appropriate bombs. The Holy War were in.
Magma blotched molteny wads, my sulfur breath.
Fingertip prick fills rosy drips of blood; it’s loneliness
Breathing in the Geysers steam,
My eyes decipher beaming codes in regions
Drowning a dude SO MUCH in the Fountain of youth..
He’s now a streaming flow of semen
you could even see the forming of his double helix
Or reading binary DNA unravel even before conceiving
Tech broker, meth smoking simpleton.
Still walking with ten holes inside me
Breast stroking in River Styx, to steer clear of the floating bodies
Ten-Fold.
Merge with a Terminator. Start terminating this genre
My veins circulating thin lava, with curvasive twin chakra
The Percocets percolating inside moi…while impersonating Obama
Coordinating fixed karma, with Morgan Le’faye
While I score and filet your organs with pasta. Gourmet!
It’s gorgeous how horny I get while engorging your momma.
Mourning is outta the, question. Just get on with the Saga.
Nourished.
Drink alphabet soup, and pee my name into the snow.
God said Adam & Eve not Atoms & cleave so they don’t recognize your face from your own