just do it

rape the planet with your cock-

she’s open just beneath you.

kill the darkies in the name of god-

their differences beseech you.

sacrifice the children’s chance-

they couldn’t ever need you.

pay your way past the pearly gates-

indulgences will free you.

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this infinity sandwich

pi is the

perpindicular needle

which threads together

pages and pages

and pages

and pages

of dimensions.

 

(consider the toothpick’s role

in a turkey club.)

 

it pierces the parallel spaces

where we do

or don’t

exist.

 

(not every layer

in the turkey club

is bacon.)

 

it governs the laws across all

physical dimensions.

 

(you can’t make a

sandwich with

nothing.)

 

to find the end of pi

is to find god.

 

(eating the sandwich

will be

everything.)

 

to find god is to

love and pity

our human nature.

 

(we just had

the opportunity

to actually eat

a sandwich,

but

are we  grateful?)

 

which is why

we won’t find it.

 

(we are complaining

to the waiter about

the bill.)

 

i don’t mean to

overstate the significance

of humanity.

 

(we are just a glob of mayo

on one of many,

many layers.)

 

but if we could

pierce our hearts

on pi,

we might actually see

elsewheres which

exist on other

pages.

 

(as mayo we inspect

the toothpick and notice

that outside of

what we know

there is also bread,

lettuce, tomato,

etc.)

 

or maybe i’m just hungry and

am tired of being

mayonnaise