Teleology



Where am I on?
What have I done?
I am standing the rock on no ground

Holding the ladder, I go up
Nihilly, I face the world
Cross doesn't have its shape and wheels never roll
A vat could hardly prison my soul

Dropping the ladder, I am at the top
Consciously, I perceive the world
Atropos enjoys her feet rooted in the wind
Poems stretch, and death dreams of love

Where am I on?
What have I done?
I am suffering from the rock on no ground



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