I’m Oblivion.
Perhaps always have been.
Creation marred –
With eternities of self-destruction.
Just another snake.
Eating its own tail.
We here together,
At the edge of annihilation.
Take my hand.
Lay back.
Dangle our legs over the side,
Of pitch black nothingness.
Together,
At least.
Alive.
Together, At Least.
