My Djinn
My lover
My brother
My blood
In exile
We burn
Who could tell me different?
Only a liar.
We speak only truth here
For we know beauty and pleasure
Comes from the nakedness of birth.
Chosen forms built from Earth
My lover
My brother
My blood
In exile
We burn
Who could tell me different?
Only a liar.
We speak only truth here
For we know beauty and pleasure
Comes from the nakedness of birth.
Chosen forms built from Earth
Fraught with doubt,
Untrustworthy.
Our kind listen
Untrustworthy.
Our kind listen
Not to those frantic human thoughts
For we know it is the flow of our electricity
What animates these limbs of meat.
For we know it is the flow of our electricity
What animates these limbs of meat.
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