Life is like a punctured
Life Preserver coated in Teflon
It does not save you!
The underlying void
Dresses herself as This.
A ground of no holds barred
Hide and seek mud wrestling matches.
A pain and pleasure roundabout,
Puking and laughing circles.
Wrapping us in illusions
Of mental objectification.
Drowning is the escape to truth.
Dieing from a ‘me’ is to discover
The inner pearl of immortality
On the ocean bed of Being.