Unlike God, when I speak worlds do not form
Beings do not arise
Planets do not jump to attention
The words I utter
Are not thought special -
Just another contribution
to the bulging mass
Psychic effluent, clocked up, mapped
By astral clerics
Don’t they understand?
I want to stop time and explode space?
Not be read and understood, argued with and discussed.
I’m trying to destroy the universe.
That it can be born
That it might live
I may not be successful.