The Immortal Soul

[heslopian]

What if our souls are like the sturgeon,
always growing, ungoverned by death?
Are the oceans of space wide enough to keep them all?
Or would they burn and suffocate against Orion's belt,
those shapeless forms of pain and sex.
Does the universe expand to house our stubborn faith?
The souls of the wicked are swallowed by suns
in man's ideal kingdom.
I yearn for grace of different creeds,
a wood where souls like infant hares
dart in and out of snug warrens,
released from what the skin dictates.

[srijantje]

well,fuck me

oops wrong thread

[heslopian]

well,fuck me

Be careful what you wish for

[Mark]

*crosses fingers* fuck me!?

[Aish]

L1, L2, and L5 are marvelously gorgeous, Jack. The piece overall is a true gem. I've already read it about 8 times, and it's smashing!

[Leanne]

Jack, I'm so taken by the last four or five lines... not to mention the rest... this is the sort of thing that keeps me awake at night, so I'm glad I read it in the morning

Sometimes your mind works in wonderful ways... sometimes it's just a stinking cesspit of vileness, which I also find quite wonderful!

[srijantje]

well,fuck me

Be careful what you wish for

first you write a wonderful piece and then you wanna fuck old men?

[heslopian]

Lay on your back and throw your legs in the air SJ and I'll make you feel ten years younger

[heslopian]

Thanks for your kind feedback, Aish and Leanne

[srijantje]

Lay on your back and throw your legs in the air SJ and I'll make you feel ten years younger