Will Not Poem by Emranor Reja

Will not I go in the space
Will not I go in the moon
I am here among the men within the agony and peace
Dislike the death though it is much possible doze
Here is here is the accident lips sweetest kiss
No way to go no wish is bound of the abroad step
Here is heaven in the prophet of sense
See nothing say nothing just keep poking in the sense of time
Everything in mind every cultivation on eye is possible
Blind door firing alone
Go for book go for the bond dear
Keep singing and singing and will be I right there in time