How I pity the fool
who has forgotten God
doomed to live life as an equation
of electrolytes

I am intoxicated on the milk of the earth
the dew from above
sweet wine from below
Oh symphony to navigate

I knew your name in a past life
I knew all of you
I was birthed into
this postictal state
Yea, content to stay

the second coming is unknown
and not a second to be feared
How exciting it will be
when the sky cracks
and the heavens spill
like a piñata

elites sealed in the earth
MREs and slow insanity
but you and me will be
making love in the sun
coming again
when He comes again.