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gentle jesus and drugs
the observations will always disgust me but i cant
turn away or hide
i just document the squalor that bleeds inside every mind
the choices that people make
aren't unlike the choices i myself have made in vain
but the symptoms elevate
a fluid seeps into the crevices and folds across my brain
i cant turn away from it
i stay and wait for more ( i enjoy the torture )
forgive me
give me all the filth that i can stomach
give me tragedy and hate and pain
set it off one time
and excuse me for the mess i may have made in haste
and in new sharp light
i can see a meaning and a purpose that i somehow don't despise.
set it off
“i wont be a slave to success” - johnny depp
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baby igor in his backpack one day soon will be reviled
and exposed for sure / its inevitable
the lingering virtue of tap dancers known or not keeps me in line
i realize
a man falls for a girl that he can never have therefor he films her in a garden so he can project it wide on walls inside
and try to kiss a ghost of light
ten animals i slam in a net
was it a bar or a bat i saw?
1858?
“youth is the silky apple butter on the brown bread of possibility” - goethe
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22. Petty Rural Crime
01:46
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ive got a large collection
of circumstantial evidence
that makes me want to destroy the world
i draft the text, explicit
i leave so many ideas blackened out
and keep the secrets for myself
i fill the words with fire!
i feel the sickness growing strong
like a pocket of bile / its adding mass from inside
ive got a large collection
of varying sentimental gestures
or was it just filthy lies
i let my mind go running
i spit a deep sharp sermon, bastard sighs
in wreckless cries, in underrated sties
ill waste all of my time
collecting all the crimes
and mix them up with mine!
a sort of putrid brine
let it fester
let it suppurate and turn sour
let it bubble over and blister out
its never met with relief, a throbbing bulb to admire
along the outer edges
i can see an infection propagating
to a critical mass inside
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