I don't know what I'm doing
With reality so far ungluing
From the realms my head can traverse
My sanity riding in a hearse
I don't know much more
Than that what I know is a bore
Compared to what can be found
Within the most profound sound
I only know for certain
That the hanged man behind the curtain
Loves me despite my flaws
Which is the most difficult to accept of laws
That doctrine of unconditional love
(Which could only be known from above)
Is the only doctrine of concern to me
For it concludes my integrity
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey