unspent gold 2

oh you, unspent gold.
your burden is your wisdom,
the knowledge that
infinite doesn't exist.

oh gold,
so worthless yet fruitful,
eaten by the chosen people,
for being turned into an idol,
abandoned in the destert,
better yet, shat,
defecated on the sand you
But wait so proud and pure.

cannot shine to show them,
cannot shine to blind them.

consume yourself,
become the axis,
glow in the darkness.
Stay there,
in the caves of song,
where light doesn't shine.
Suffer for it,
because you don't need it.

new hobby

Turning hopelessness into fun!

la foto es de san

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to the unspent gold

Still buried, forever buried,
paying for all our sins,
waiting to be touched.
Like an unwitting penitent.