To Saint Agape Divinorum

Sweet death of my tomorrows
End of time I borrowed
What of You is mine?
What of me is Thine?
Isn't death just an opinion
subject to my knowledge?
Aren't all my opinions
subject to their spoilage?
Isn't all this life just play,
Until my Invitation Day?

—Anonymous

* Dedicated to the Guide whose
toes are Salvia divinorum.