Maybe The Maggots Poem by Anthony Weir
Maybe The Maggots
Rating: ★3.5
Heads full of dreams
too many heads
only one dream
in the world now poised between
Hell and Hollywood
genocide and overpopulation
words and politics and war
there is no memory
only expectation
for what begins with power ends in mysticism.
We are the devil of our creation
and only the maggots
can grant us salvation.
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4/23/2024 3:36:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
i plan on enjoyin' life...til that moment happens. i was depressed, those words made me feel better... i think.