THE INDIVISIBLE KING

THE INDIVISIBLE KING

Who do you think’s the indivisible king?
His name is writ on a butterfly wing

A fireface moon and a frozen rock sun
Collide in a dream and the dyes start to run

But you are still haunting her honeycombe’s shelves
Where vowels are our souls and these words can be cells

You are who you love and not who you are
So set the controls for the prettiest star

The wings of a butterfly will bear my weight
One can be savage and one can be great

My temple is simple it’s inside your brow
Each day is a new religion now

To sleep on the ceiling w/ feelings of love
Or sleep on the feeling w/ star-tracks above

Say is the wick worthy of the flame
And as play dies and becomes the Game

Is ecstasy mc squared or a dove
Is numbness to love just as painful as love

And while I’m uttering crushed butterflies
If you ask no questions you’ll hear no lies

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

◄ THE LESSON FROM JOHN IN ETON COLLEGE CHAPEL

LOVE ON SICKNESS BENEFITS ►

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