The Gods are Beautiful

The gods are beautiful,
but do they know how to love?
(do they know what they’re doing?)

Is it nothing but a phallic?
What does it mean to be weak?
I’m shaking in my very being,
can water ???? keep me alive?

The quivering screams of existence….

I’ve had this many times,
I’ve been sick many times
It is the sickness of existence.

I need some alone time
right now.

A deep vibrating hum,
No it’s a growl
A huge wide mouthed
rumble….