Just a peep
Is what I ask for
Into the beyond
Seconds of that image
Whether tongues of flame
Whether serenity of cold blue light
Whether nothing and nothing
Is the knowledge
I desire
to stab my womb
to stop my blood
From furthering itself
into oblivion
of the sole truth
and its multi fanged friends
My blood
My flesh
Let me stab you
Here itself
In the warmth
Of my fluid
Before life
And its many brutes
Play its games
Let me stab me
Stab me along with you
I will be with you
In the arms of beyond
Whether heaven and its precocious morality
Whether hell and its overwhelming temptation
Whether the erasure of nothingness
I will take the leap
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