Old Anarchist,
Like Me,
Exists As Oxymoron,
Cackling In Onomatopoeia.
Metaphor;
Human Form,
Wanting To Slough Off My Skin,
For Astral Existences.
A Life Aquatic,
In Spiritual Sense.
Would rather be ghost,
Haunting homeworld, & species,
To have more reach in my guidance,
Towards Humanist Utopias.
Cackling In Onomatopoeia.
