Freaks freaking

Once we spoke grand words, in great honour to greater gods

Who moved in and out among us, we were important

And once spoke in great eloquence us, we among gods,

Now, why did the immortal’s go, and descend around us

A field of nothingness, but among us, freaks freaking

Nothing to cultivate, nothing to be, or believe, looking into

Photos with no meaning but to manipulate erasure into

Their own eyes, declare: we’ve stopped seeing gods, we seek

Nothing,

For no real reason, conquer the gods with our insignificance,

Our freakness freaking, and I see you today in passing,

To look on you, g, with eyes of soul, spirit immortal,

See a goddess, my own Venus, my everything –

They become nothing, they’re not even important, they’re

Freaking