Take a deep breath
let the image sink in
slip from consciousness
into transcendent oblivion
hopeful, eating yellow paint
so his innards can re-elate
the self hate and self loather
both float like dead weight
bloated face no escape
young mother sans aggregate
leaving the world in a dumpster
switched realities to dance
birthing fluid on chrysanth
mummified modern man no love her
no chance, no hands, no other
supreme tyrannic buster
im left beside myself
the self search propagated
by the shelved lurch
that bursts thirsty thirst
leaving the worst cursed
to burn every church
with just mirth
scanning debris to find
all 20 sides of me dying
ayotzinapa 43 lying
in mass graves roll serial
northers still stuntin
video venereal
not caring everythings immaterial
"Life is a surreal experience, I am not my body" said the Brain.
"There is a spectrum in everything, yet all is the same"
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