Sunday, May 10, 2020

Dear G-d...

No mythical one,

     Invisible lethargic force or compassion vagrant false diluted testimony harbinger entity ever wrote testaments on our dreamer's concrete imp idol panicked less than average fringe impressionable dignity orphaned lethargic hope lineage; Tomb of the forlorn energy: G-d who wrote all from dust never gave a manipulated f-ck you or yours ever made earthly souvenir tangible no jungle reprieve for slavery's endless treatment; Fortunes! Exist only for the operatives of self jealousy, Those who repel hope!

In lieu of,
Killing dreams...