SUICIDE

I promise you
Tame-less is life…
Recall the tiger in Blake’s forest.
“Sophistication” is only in thoughts,
An untrue term of fantacy.

Observe him…!
An old barbarian
In a dark tropical forest
Stubborn in moods,
Clearly connecting the three targets –
The beginning, the middle and the end.
The stability; in the unstable.
The immortality; in the mortal fair!

Call me Ishmael…
For, my aim’s to kill the shark.
Oh! It’d doom the world
Breaking the blocks of sense.