Riddle XXX

Echoes of hatred's terror,

       Deconstructed inhumanity orbital broken universe bone terry, Control Aching to pour every  colour of bruises unto everyone, A quiet granted disfiguration storm wreaking a harbinger's calamity devastation upon our desperation at the living in a daily mayhem desolation of the greatest dragon, Smaug holds no ruin in comparison unto masculinity.

In lieu of,
Geeking out equality!

Riddle XXVIX

Puppets of hatred terry,

      Mimicking an orbital dormant static heavily woven in hatred we've crazy reinforced in society's dead-stagnant gravity: Age of deconstructed everything but the pervasive over-everything-bearing masculinity, An animosity universe dead aching to burst in to flames on every colour fire, Disregarding the bruises grant by the appearance of the most detestable abomination's prejudice inhumanity's ever carried: Men are... Worthy as shit... And everyone else is... Continued by every generation until: Us... A dept we're no longer apathy blind willingly rancour panicked acceptance of your every synonym of masculinity's black machismo hole should have since Eve sand antagonistic castle abolishment forever sieged!

In lieu of our participation in,
Terrorizing the terror!

Riddle XXVIII

One breath instinctively enough,

     A chest's monumental hopelessness without reconfiguration of refuge to carry, An impending disaster moment seemingly cured of the harbinger's quarry, Forever in a singularity's existence knows nothing but our tragic laughter...

In lieu of our participation in,
Playing nothing...
As if G-d existed

Riddle XVII

False pandemic infection born,

        Wounds... Intending an unwillingly paralysis spread of a parasitic everyone's a mental casualty of our dying health early resolute elastic pretend heroism unendingly stretched noose: Made for the seemingly mirror told solo drifting satellite entitled self: The challenge of reality is to clock the energies that empower our collapsing: And alter our infinitely adapting heavily conquered by everything external: Tragic autonomy!

In lieu of....
Clarity of story,
For our eventual breaking!

Riddle XXVI

False pandemic infection born,

        Wounds... Intending an unwillingly paralysis spread of a parasitic everyone's a mental casualty of our dying health early resolute elastic pretend heroism unendingly stretched noose: Made for the seemingly mirror told solo drifting satellite entitled self: The challenge of reality is to clock the energies that empower our collapsing: And alter our infinitely adapting heavily conquered by everything external: Tragic autonomy!

In lieu of....
Clarity of story,
For our eventual breaking!

Riddle XXV

I (we) instinctively wrote,

   Empathy of the heart string's gravity pulled eternally, Couldn't ignore the voice screaming inside to write; There's a paranoia of hope to permeate terry beyond death's harbinger inevitability, Despite the uncanny invisible response. From anyone.

In lieu of,
Equality...
For all!

Riddle XXIV

I (we) wrote forever,

    Always knowing there was no listener for this paranoid hope voice, It's okay... No single anyone digit person needed hearken unto any poetic word written by the individual I subscribe to entitled: Me.

In lieu of,
Dying,
Shouldn't we...