Breathe Death on a Sunny Day

Breathe death on a sunny day.
My friend and fellow sufferer, come down the stairway
and stop teasing me.

Let’s go to a bar and drink
now –
before the sunset,
before the happy hour,
and before the automatons drink their way back to humanity.

Let’s eat from the same plate
and make love to the same woman.
Let’s make use of this intermission!
Give me your permission
to set your temple of worship on fire
so that I let you demolish mine.

Breathe death on a sunny day, love.
Breathe death right now
and gently
seize the means of destruction
and make the best out of this life.

These are the moments;
no extras or bonuses.
Let the silent motivational speaker guide you.
Let Thanatos drive you.

Author: Alex Mortem

A happy pessimist. A friendly nihilist.

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