Saturday, January 27, 2018

Numb & Blind... III

Burn wilting future,

     Jaded autumn epitaph of (in)directly mislead hope running derelict rampant as a traffic lost catalyst all that's good but the true vagrant; leaves, Nautical apathetic internal treatment curse encapsulating the panicked impressionably ever fringe sanity orphaned belief's worn by Us, The porcelain lord disguised phantoms in every interaction numb mirror where us ghosts of putrid dreams mythically in flames dreams are but dust; live, As imps writhing on manifest uppers christened indifferent destiny pigs in shit and just how much do we grin, Playing G-d as if our ever so willingly delivered trust misaligned given blind to any unwarranted fuck was important to eternity beyond walking frantic-aimlessly into hell's burning sort us out in hell; bush!

In lieu of our participation in,
Being unicorns, 
Playing chicken,
With dragon fire!

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