Infesting Reincarnation Incest
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009


I don't tend to forget
The people that I met
Lifetimes ago
Those lifetimes ago

Then I took the next step
To the next life and outlet
Of resource on hold
The voids I have sold

My soul in control
My mind is backspin
Retank at the bank
And thank myself in

To the groupies of grim hippies
Hiding in times to come
The tidings of rebirth
They make us so dumb