Enter the Void

while I may not yet consort
 with gods I've lived to see
 and speak of the great god
 pan ridiculed by
 the flock flipping
 through their channels
 struggling to swim upstream
 a surer source pulls my pen
 at attention across page
 after page gross
 bits of tasty gore
 my death drive's
 what keeps me
 alive the bitter
 pill on which I
 thrive my death
 drives what
 keeps me alive
 while I acknowledge
 there may be more
 to life than to simply
 survive not afraid to die,
 I fear the journey
 to its gates the
 frightful sights
 along the way
 my death drive
 will keep me
 alive my death
 drive will deeper
 than horror lies
 fear that flea
 that multiples
 with ages advance
 deeper than horror
 deeper than horror
 is fear I looked
 about the room
 but none saw as
 they sat frozen
 awe slack jaws
 agape yawning into
 the void I looked about
 the room as the words
 were read weird images
 crept into my head lucid
 clarity overtook me as
 the page turns as the
 page turns to the screen
 mystery regenerates and the
 force of a few words
 could shatter worlds