Boris Amar - While I wait

I expect posthumous glory while I wait.
I want to be a conquistador of interstellar space on my days off.
I want Narcissus to blush at my follies.
I want hearts, doors and bottles open on my arrival.
If I knock on Heaven's door, I want God himself to get it.

I will shatter lassitude's skull until my obituary arrives.
I expect a terrestial Providence as a residence.
I applied myself to that rambunctious elixir, Immortality.
It turns out no moral axiom was needed in the end.

Boris Amar

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