Sancrosanct Profanity Poem by Neville Malatsi

We are beings severed from the same source
Lost in a cosmic spiral
We yearn for our blissful reunion
Aeons of wandering, we are interstellar wayfarers
Longing so deep it creates crevices in our astral selves
Porous, our gaiety expunges from our being
Not even death can end our despair
Chagrined and vexed, we were doomed from the start
Our Creator, withdrawing Her beautiful embrace
We fabricate and create a synthetic love
But it is not enough
Demiurges we are,
But our worlds pale in comparison to our benevolent Deity's
Our starry voices lost forever in the orgasmic void
We ache as deep as our souls can allow
A prelapsarian wish forfeit,
We have lost our only paradise
A collective mind broken,
a schism reminiscent of a spiritual schizophrenia
A sacrosanct profanity;
We are an experiment gone awry