Decomposure
brave new pope home
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They say the sun donât revolve âround the earth,
but it does when you live on the sun, oh.
the sun ceases to be when the earth goes dark,
dreaming under a dead moon.
Heavenâs held in a bowl -
out of reach, but surely close.
They say all are equal under the sun,
but theyâre not: some aspire to greater arcs
with pointed purpose and hats rising closer to god,
more than merely human.
Heavenâs held in a bowl -
out of reach, but surely close.
well, i shall be infallible.
pad the equations when theyâre broke.
burn unbelievers in their homes.
blot out the day with their black smoke.
in control and all alone.