Odorless, Colorless, Tasteless
On my own
Feeling planetary death
My clay children killed themselves
I will forgive them
Too much success, you know I
Told them it would happen
I'm only waiting now
To be
Colorless
Odorless
Tasteless
Weightless
Timeless
Shapeless
I had experience, that went to geomagnetic zero -- now I'm merely
Tasteless
Colorless
Odorless
Weightless
No one's left to believe in me
Tasteless
Colorless
Odorless
Lifeless
Deathless
Endless
Look at me, God's unemployed
Staring at the stars, making new ones for myself