Obstinate
Fucking worthless
you destroyer of purity
investing nothing but your sickness to the youth you continuously produce
Filled with nothing but cum and excuses
Both sides of the coin
meant to line the pockets of obedience
sub-liminal, your mind does not exist
These words deserve to beat your fragile face
if that soul-less pile of shit could place purpose
An endless transition of servile whining
That wakes the nature that preys upon the weak
Yearning for you to slip into it's jaws,
A flame keeps the eyes at bay
circling in the night
This is a fast that will eventually break
Assimilation is the only way
to immerse the verse
and consider yours
To imagine the variables needed to sustain
such a viable mess
of tangled neurological nonsense,
leaves me
wasting my time
Drift into space
that cold silent place
witness the shadow fall
as your world is consumed
Full-filled
and guiltless
for it is the Gonad
that engendered the Monad
Don't bother, silence is golden
and so are the streets
for those who walk upon the surfaces
that never broke
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