Sparks ignite illumination
Light against the desolation
Lovers' warming flesh fixation
From the kindled stimulation
Comes the embers' consummation

Breathe it life, our new creation
Infant heartbeat incubation
Nurtured flame of preservation
Feed its youth, imagination
Tend its growth to maturation

Fuel its heat with education
White hot minded exploration
Blaze the trails of revelation
Adolescent conflagration
Wildfire tribulation

Torch it down, mental stagnation
Razed up to the culmination
Of all scorching earth temptation
Rise from ashen restoration
Fly your pheonix liberation

Depression is a cancer
No cure, just treatment woe is me!

Maligns the most benign of cells
Denial chemotherapy
Inoculation wish you wells'
Feel better card futility
Smiling cashier drug store sells
But temporary remedy

Lamenting tumors only answer
Guilt to sing your threnody

7 billion mouths to feed
Empty bellies full of greed
Faithful junk food our main course
Of action to appease this force
So ravenous for what to do
We bite off more than we can chew
We need to have, we need to take
Mass consumption stomachache
Devouring everything in sight
Insatiable our appetite
So hunt we must, or starve we will
A violent image, made to ****
To conquer, ravage, seize and own
Ensuring lega-seeds are sewn
Elucidating our own birth
By leaving one more mouth on earth
Condemned to taste the wars of men
Destined to eat the rest of them
Eternal struggling, burden beasts
Will find only damnation feasts
No fruits of labor hanging down
Not one of them shall wear the crown
They hungered for so truthfully
But slaughtered for so ruthlessly
So it was, it is, will always be
Only in death are we set free
Humanity's a prison cell
We dine alone in God's green hell

Hallucination detestation
What makes you so real?
If seeing is believing
I say, show me what you feel
We all set sights on something more
Invisible design
But clothe the naked eye should it paint
Dreamscapes of divine
And mystifying possibilities that redefine the mind
Into a monkey god thesaurus
Quite synonymous with time
In of which chakras to unlock
Have no beginning, middle, end
There is merely being present
In the peace you must defend
And the source of its creator?
Is an omniverse immersion
Flowing through the world around you
Bathing you in the conversion
Of obliterated egos
To the one who reigns supreme
A monarch metamorphosis
No lesser king or queen could deem
Unworthy of esteem
Because you are the soul master
Of your consciousness regime

If I could but verbalize
This written language
I speak in my head
I'd express divine gardens
Perception renews  
On the tip of my tongue
Yet my mouth misconstrues

Astrology oceans
Of my consciousness
Like a nuke of emotions
Set to implode
As my knowledge oasis
Dries up in the deserts
Conversing these places

As speech bubbles pop
My most wild dream clouds
Asleep in my mind
Like dormant volcanoes
With so much to share
But discussion eruptions  
I just can not bare

Prove me wrong
I need to know
If all along I've come to grow
Into my own Bushido code
Of conduct guiding me to show
How good intentions paved this road
With my abode's most humble tone
To build a hearth of stone for those
To melt their souls adorned in gold
And sleep in spirit's selfless home

Or just to fill this house alone
With all the seeds we humans sowed
As bombs explode and we foreclose
On bungalows and debts we've owed
To others' woes and sin atones
Colossusses of ancient Rhodes
The person that to be you chose
To roam this earth, renounce the thrones
For all this power shall erode
To nothing more than buried bones

I lay down my arms and I take up the sword
Spill my enemies' blood
With each peace treaty word
And a horde forged in flame
Of my metalcore gore
Counting bodies like sheep
I'm the ubermensch wolf
To both lion and mouse
I am venomous truth
And my frigid veins boil
Like seas that I spill
As volcanic eruptions
From chlorophyll quills
Porcupin' the punch
With a nuclear panic
A blast of the past
And a shot of satanic
As I put the cult
In this counterfeit culture
Of fake dollar bills
To an early sepulcher
Cruella de vils
They can keep their fur coats
And 12 karat divorces
I'll burn down their mansions
In wars of resources
As I share the forces
Of diamond forevers
Unbound by the chains
Of the ego it severs
I'll fight on forever
As one stoic man
Though together we'd rise
From divisions of land
And these failed system states
Of the union behind
Broken laws and disorders
Of less than divine
Than mortality's infinite
Knowledge design
But the key to the gates
Will be lost for all time
If the cost of salvation
Keeps robbing you blind
And eternity's borders
Are those of the mind

We shared the same room
The same bed
But I dread
Getting into her head
When inside her undoing
Eschewing from ruining
This union through
Everything I would say
I could do
To keep you
From discovering never a love
I declared to be true
And least of all this ill attraction unto
Her lascivious libidinous
Easy come
Easy go, watch me leave
Before you
Even know

Reminded her of I
I am just your average guy
I go to work
Am always lurking
In a million reasons
Die
Before the fallen in submission
In its limitless capacity
Has taken from me
Plundered
Cast asunder
What impassions me
Like writing
Soul igniting
Lightning strikes
And nightingales
Be they encaged
Or just engraved
As never fails
To feel my serenade

Keep them all compiled
Secret files
Filed far away
Collection of my written work
The words I'd never say
And couldn't possibly articulate
In more profound a way
Than some I guess
Poetic mess
No right-mind artist
Would display

I’ll always be
The quiet kid
Internal wild
Riot kid
So long within
The shadows hid
Unto my fallen graces
Bid
A long farewell
To adolescence
Yet preserved
Its youth
Quintessence
Fully formed,
Matured
And grown
Up in a world
I can’t condone
And so condemned
To walk alone
Along across
Its vast unknown
I’ve shown beneath the surface
Seldom
More than what is
Most unwelcome
This
Needless to say
In writing
What I’d rather
Be inciting

Bioluminescent brain
Blending in the acid rain
The unforgiving nature
Of existence
Sinks its teeth
Into my slow decaying carapace
And whispers nothings sweet

Laced with historic allusion
Confusion
Don’t know what to speak of
Or how to exude it
A presence relentless
In its mystifying
Perplexities tantalus
Solace undying
Engaged in the way
I fall prey
To her spell
When I’m under the cover
Of darkness
I dwell in

Why do I venture
Stray so far away
To find what will never be found
Anyway
Is it some exaltation
Of my inner peace
That I seek to have ascertained
Sitting alone at the peak
To escape what is breaching
The bounds of contention
Potential I have so much more
Left to mention
All knowledge eludes me
Despondent subdues me
And through me becomes
Empty vessels of gloomy
Reductive and counter-productive
Constructions
Debased as they slip through
My tenuous clutches
No more can I grasp
The original vision
Is blurred and distorted
By pointless derision
Omissions of what I initially
Dreamt
To make sense of realities
Often exempt
Have I been
From the coffins they form around
My crawling skin
But within this impoverished
Subconscious decay
Do I see now
Why they bow
To their knees
And pray

Make yourself at home
In my abode of humble origins
Where I define my peace of mind
With words that rhyme with oranges
And anything but ordinary
Heroism hieroglyphs
Encoded in my incomplete
Non-existential manuscript
Of daily raving lunacies
In patient anger wallowing
In lack of understanding
Why the leaders teach us following
A standard protocol away
From complicated formulas
That normalize us pay to play
Their game of life monopoly
For property and shopping sprees
And dollar trees they’re chopping down
To automate humanities

I am peace in the flesh
A reprieve from distress
The primordial Netherworld’s
Retrospect death
An angelic embrace
Fall from Grace
Bliss despair
And I fluctuate
Dreamscapes
Like any nightmare

The issues that plague
The day
No one will want to say
Just let it go
Far astray
Like a stowaway
Soon reenact
The detachment
Scenario
Learning each time
That it isn’t
So scary though
To remain bound
Inextricably linked
With a future in which you
Suppress the instinct
To abandon what
Brings the most
Comfort and joy
When you feel
What you seek
Soon enough
You destroy

Shapes and perspectives
Form over the room
They dance all around
From an angle of gloom
Unobscured by the blinds
And the puppet stage screens
The art journeys across me
In skeleton scenes
And the messages written
Encoded in time
Are the buzzing brain bumbles
To my hornet mind

Reducing the time
Spent expecting
To earn
Not my usual
Practical
Way to unlearn
Inauspicious
Habitual
Preferences
Render me
Merely a cyborg
With some
Human tendencies
More like dependencies
On the pretending
I know what I’m doing
Convictions defending
What’s left to believe
To stay woken up for
To look forward
To future good things
Still in store

Silly girl
You forget
It was I who consoled you
Alone in the night
In my arms I behold you
Was I who extolled you
The praises I’d write
As if serenades lulled you
To beckon my sleight of right-handed
Commanded
Deceptive, entrancing
Love potions rebranded
In simple semantic
Spell-checking pedantic
Atlantic allusory depths
Of romantic
Void undertow woes
Where we’d sink for forever
As I kept describing us
Perfect together

I'm tired and angry
I'm drunk and alone
My body is nothing
But dull-minded stone
Do not ask me to dance
Do not beg for the question
This song is as lame
As your phony expression
Of what is real feeling
But turning to dust
You just drown in the sounds
Of oblivious lust
And the wretched disgust
Of each puke-worthy word
I count bodies like sheep
And I slaughter the herd
For as numb as I am
I still drink from the veins
And I recreate life
With my Frankenstein brains
It's alive, so alive
And it wants to learn more
Than a monster mash ***
As it shakes to the floor
Yet beckons my seed
Like ritual mates
But I ravage the seraphs
And burn down their gates
As beneath me they tremble
And beg for the end
But the heavens are sealed
And the key is my pen

I the writer, word is life
I the fighter, pen is knife

Knight of shadows, sword in hand
Shoreline treader, toes in sand
Lion's pride, etched on the rock
Big bad wolf, shepherds the flock

I the schemer, hath no plot
I the dreamer, sleep forgot

Rising suns, ignite the spark
Waning moons, prefer the dark
Leather bound, an open portal
Ancient scrolls, withhold immortal

I the tinker, mastermind
I the thinker, out of time

Maybe not yet
Couldn’t be the right time
If we haven’t quite met
Is it safe to define
This romantic
Semantically
Not ascertained
As rhetorically
Verbally
Just unexplained
Inundation
Of all too forgotten
Emotion
Feels more like a promise,
A vow,
But unspoken
For now
There is day in
Day out
Demonstration
You give me a reason to live
Ideation

You will be held accountable
For fake news you've bestowed  
Upon my constitutions
With your lies as they corrode
My nuclear reactor core
Setting to explode
Weathering the calm before
The patience you erode
Away my solar-power
To an anger overload

You're the virus in the system
A division by addition
Of malignant cancer schism
All I want is full remission
From the ******* spreading sickness
Of your drama drug addiction
Tie your mood-swing disposition
To a noose of no ambition
Just a greenhouse gas emission
To the lungs of coexistence

You're pathetically vindictive
You're an infantile leech
On the happiness of others
Since you're crying underneath
For who could ever truly love
A fat and ugly beast
Or teach them right from wrong
Or just admitting it at least
And now the clock strikes judgment
And it's time you were impeached

First instinct
Is hold on tightly
Thinking of her
Daily
Nightly
Never to appear
Unsightly
So politely
Open doors
And in her absence
Raining pours
Exploring every
Involution
Trying not to probe
Too soon in
Or we watch it all
Fall down
And never see you
Come around

This is the end
Of my life
I’m afraid
Where do memories go
When they cease to be made
Do they fade
Isolated
In coffins contained
Or live on
In some legacy
Shouldering blame
For the cornerstone laid,
For its labor unpaid,
For the road to extinction
For profits is paved

She dare not speak so much as name me
Her true lover, merely blame me
Try and tame me
Rearrange me
Change me into perfect fits
The only fish across the sea
Her wish is my command is me
And her and I, but mine is we
Together all of us be free

To see her in the flesh would be
A public stoning passion
To express my intellectual capacities to master my desire’s heart of Darkness
Now amassing in the clasp of
Her inquisitive naïveté
And mental-reading glasses
With a smile that could denouement
My ****** as it happens

No end in sight Afghanistan
Still burnin’ flags out in Iran
Chinese steel grip
The Fuhrer’s fist
Still poundin’ on the podium
As Appalachia still succumbs
To ethnic cleansing *****
Peace-keepin’ like a North Korean
Sleepin’ on a Puerto Rican
Leakin’ all the in between and
Still you people think he’s speakin’
For the huddled masses, middle classes?
Cuttin’ taxes
For the battle axes cashin’ in
On truth denial gasses
Maskin’ babies bodies buried in
The Stormy normalcy
And no apology for Johnny
See why Colin took a knee?
Or did you miss the racial murders
Every single ******* day
I guess you missed the homelessness
Or the unequal gender pay
And when the kids take to the streets
You shut them up with adderall
Then seal them up behind a wall
Until their world’s a shopping mall
And then the Columbine each time
A new disorder
Breaks the mind
Until the Nero anti-hero
Comes to muse of its decline

I would have gave you the sun
And the moon
And the stars
The skies and the seas
And the world would be ours
I'd make them all bow
And they'd fall to their knees
Serenade you with pleas
For but a mere glimpse
Into our galaxies

All time and space offered
From my eyes to yours
Oh what we could've seen
The kingdoms I'd build you
My goddess, my queen
Universal our minds  
Would shrink not to thoughts
Of how to transcend
The distance between us
Should all of this end

There would just be two hearts
And the love that they share
As one harmony sound
Of the last autumn leaf
As it floats to the ground
But you were still searching
When I found this peace
In your beating war drum
That still signifies
That winter has come

The words that ignite
From the spark in my brain
Can they not provide warmth
To the cold in each vein
Can but one of these tears
That my pen pours in pain
Not touch upon skin
That I know feels the same

My thoughts into dust
Am I going insane
Am I losing my mind
Were my journeys in vain
To think that these tears
Could cleanse so much pain
Or heal this world's wounds
That I know bleed the same

My ethos to rust
Like chains in the rain
It corrodes in deaf-eared
Close-minded disdain
For a dying world's tears
We could share all this pain
Yet we cry them alone
Powerless, we're the same

Mortality is my employ
Morbidity I do enjoy
Dying just to hear them speak
Lifeless just like them I seek
Another cause of death unknown
To but a corpse of skin and bone
Examining these open wounds
With patience in my waiting tombs
Marking multiple locations
Here and there, these lacerations
Trauma to the fractured skull
Damaged by the voided null
Bound and gagged, the hands and throat
Then who I wonder wrote the note
It speaks of pain and pleasured grief
How all of it the pen bequeathed
Before the overdose resurgence
Suicidal peace emergence  
Body bags unzipped to see
The recently deceased is me

Think about how lucky
You are to be alive
Of all the cells that fought for you
And all of those that tried
To be the one whose winning side
Would tear itself apart
Into pieces of the cogs and gears
That finely tune your heart
With but a jolt of neuron spark
To set this brain in notions
Of an energized existence  
Generating these emotions
Into Big Bang mind explosions
Of our conscious evolutions
While human nature chooses
Which of these primordial
Oozes always loses
But the fittest still refuses
Such a predatory force
Of inferior complexities
That pray upon its source
These survivors shape the course
Of the histories of men
By outbreeding the salvation slaves
That try to tell us when
And how we will be born again
Through idle transcendental
Like all the other dying suns
Who dwarf their true potential
Super nova existential
All the stars they could explore
In a universe of galaxies
Expanding from the core
But still we just want more
And so we settle for a lie
When life itself is not enough
For those afraid to die

Lacking that quality
Quantity
Haunting me
Won’t let me sleep
It just instigates
Tauntingly
Forcing me back
To the drawing board
Bland
Staring blankly ahead
With a pen in my hand
It just has to be moved,
Be expressed,
Be expelled
All attempts at rebellion
Are ruthlessly quelled
For I've spelled it out
Countless times,
Infinite ways
It still beckons me back
To the halcyon days
Or the tragic,
Traumatic
Past, revisitation
What’s one more
To add to
Its zero summation

My conscious persona
No longer exudes
Fragmentation of self
There is merely the one
And the love that eludes him

Eschewing his genius
His manic depression
His mind-bending realms
Of post-mortem reflection
For how could he teach them
His methods of madness
His ubermensch dead to the world
Phantom sadness

What he comes to know
Is no longer aware
Of the scent of her fear
There is only his cognizance
Naked and bearing

The weight of their hunger
The oceans of thirst
The suffering children
Enslaved upon birth
And for all of their innocence
He will endure
The injustice of time
As he rots to the core

Of his inner-most thoughts
In a prison of prose
His youth in revolt
Though trapped in decay
Like a withering rose

From the ashes of ego
Destruction of id
To reveal the creations
Of muses he hid
And for lost souls to serve
And his goddess divine
He embodies the light
Formlessly redefines

The objective of life
Subject to debate
But realizing the truth
Is by his hand made free
To determine the fate

Of his own destiny

Not much else to it
Just have to undo it
The former conception
Of what defines good
Reservation’s reluctance
Prevents what it could
In some ultimate form
Really mean to another
Or better still
Even you
Yet to uncover

What nobody else sees
Or can know about me
I divulge to the shadows
Unreservedly
An unvarnished self-portrait
Devoid of redactions
An honest account
Of my crooked transactions
A pact with the demons
To spare me from their
Maledictive libations
And impish fanfare
That befall me
Involuntary
When I try
To ask god why we die
And receive no reply
Only silence do I
Spy with my little eye
When I lie awake
Counting the ghosts
I descry

Becoming the writer
I dreamt I could be
I just never imagined
It’d be poetry
Not some novelty
Story
Compelling me on
To renown and acclaim
And conclusions foregone
No delusions of fame
Just a roof for the rain
And enough sustenance
To existence maintain
And if it’s supplemented
In wages or pages
I pledge to persist
To rephrase it in phases
Develop my craft
Indigent
Or affluent
And offer the movement
Consistent improvement

Cold settles down in the basement
Tornadoes of darkness engulfing the room
The black magic tricks have revealed all my secrets
As faint recollections of graveyards in bloom
For the gloom is a tomb ever-looming at noon
When I take to the skies to remind me of eyes
That could cut through the midnight
Of life like a knife
Digging into my veins where it offers respite

From the hellfire rage as it surges in vain
So alive with the pride of a lion untamed
But my lioness hides behind thinly-veiled lies
And knows not of the wild she's holding inside
Where as kings and as queens
We would build an empire
Atop where our bones
Fall asleep with desire

The child we'd bear as a cub would grow strong
It would stumble and hunger to show off its claws
But we'd teach it to humble its powerful jaws
And we'd raise it to mountains
We'd bathe it in rivers
We'd give it the world
And then watch as it withers

Together, connected the cycle of truth
Is the circle of life that falls prey to a web
Of the time-weaving spiders
That crawl in our head
And the space that divides us
In food pyramids
But we pharaohs unite us
Into myriads
Of prismatic perspective
Each soul is an artist
Each heart is a stroke
Of an inner-peace harpist
No God could evoke
With a chorus of angels
More pure and divine
Than the meaning of being
We humans define

The only place where left is right
And right is wrong
But dumbos and ******* both
Party to the same old song

Where money talks
Louder than fact
Since Jesus walks
With Satan tact
Straight to the banks he piggy-backs
Withdrawing his fat stacks of cash
Subtracted from the ransacked mass
Oil standard silver-backs
Guerillas in the missed attacks
Retracted by the lion's laws
Like sheepish prey slow to react

Two predators of church and state
Hellfire topic of debate
Preaching hate to subjugate
The fearful ones who rock the boat
And wrote their vote in word of God
To keep their sinking yachts afloat
And cast their grand old fishing rod
Hoping for a superman
But landing only General Zod

Where the tantrum throwing children
Start their food fights in the kitchen
Emptying the cabinets
Smug smirking as they never listen
To the people sick and tired
That they're wasting all the food
Are forced to cook the methods
Of their madness servitude
In a broken home divided
Over why we're so misguided
By the parents always fighting
Over how to feed the brood

Yes politics the game of life
Though played by wrong and won by right
Even when left to the pawns  
Is still so black and white

How human it is
To build faith so high
To reach to the heavens
Like kites in the sky
Yet to know the beach ends
And not think yourself small
Is to architect structures
Destined to fall

Fall in the wake
Of some afterlife's tide
To drown in the pull
Of the oceans inside
Mortality's depths
Are but dark mystery
We voyage for land
But get lost out at sea

A sea of salvation's
Untouchable dunes
Unbreachable gates
To repentless typhoons
Rising levels of sin
Floods of doubt and dismay
When all we construct
Simply washes away

The energy is everything
It's what you want, it's what you need
It takes your minds
Invades your brains
It lulls you to the gorgon's veins
Then leaves you hungrier
For more
And more
Of what's in store

But post-apocalyptic shelves
Inhabited by Keebler elves
And then the madness
Dial tone
Alone you are the smartest phone
When data roaming airplane mode
Connects you to the electrode

The power plant
The Tesla coil
In a world that runs on oil
You control the game of thrones
And carbon life forms in the soil
All that's left for you to do
Is figure out which ones are loyal

I wish I had a rhythm
So to set these words in motion
For my flow is as a river
But the dissonance, an ocean
In the ignorance outspoken
From the crashing angel tears
As sky sanctuary cityscapes
Bemuse my ringing ears
With a symphony of fears
Towards celestial ascensions
Too divine to comprehend
My God ethereal dimensions
Where the clouds are my inventions
When I'm feeling so azul
But my mind is Montezuma
My Mexica heart to rule
For the sun is my crown-jewel
And though adorned am I in gold
The power of my sacrifice
Comes from this pen I hold

The first pit is of meaningless
Corridors of faithlessness
Through lonely caverns wandering
A labyrinth of pondering

Then desire gathers squalls
Through restless halls and chamber walls
A tempest surge of carnal lust
Eroding true love's kiss to dust

I hunger for her poison bite
Insatiable my appetite
My penance now an icy rain
Frost-blighting teeth consume my pain

So I seek shelter from the cold
In hollow warmth of things I hold
Possessed by tangibility
Expended in a gilded sea

Poured as rivers fraught with anger
Selfish souls in warring clangor
Smote hath I, the ego lord
Now my wrath confronts the horde

As fires still rage disbelief
For lies that fuel my hellish grief
Let flames of truth incinerate
This cross of nails that seals my fate

An image dripping violent red
From severed head and children dead
So Christ's blood my sword will taste
Just one more body left disgraced

By holy water snake oils
Corrupted wretches reaping spoils
Countless lives they have destroyed
Such excess sin must share the void

But not with I, the pulse of Death
No treacheries could freeze my breath
Past Satan's frozen form descends  
My consciousness to far worse ends

A tenth circle e'er to enclose
My wilting rose in starlit glows
No depths Dante would dare to go
Existence is my inferno

Shell-cased in soft power
Arms races
Like Carter
I break it down harder
Than kami wind martyrs
With ardor of green cards
Discarded
In red
Apartheids
On the rise
To Partition again
The expendable lives
Buying lies as they trend
From the ones who pretend
Like they too
Don’t depend
On the never-ending
Yellow journalist’s
Pen
Telling them
It means war’s
‘Round the corner
Drug store
Selling them
Echo chambers
Of peace and secure
Insecurities
Dangers and angers
And more
Of the brink
Of extinction
Addiction
In sync with
The small fortune,
Scorching-earth
Failed-marriage trinket
Don’t blink
Or it’s on
To the next
Recrudescence
Perplexed
By how many world hungers
To solve
Could be left
Since the right
In its free-trading slave
Not-so hidden agenda
Still plots its crop
Stockpile
Encomienda
As super-tiendas
Wal off reservation
With always low prices
Conflating inflation
Displacing the plantation
Haitian
Still shaken
By ground-breaking
New innovation
Starvation
And scarce information
Pertaining
Distorted
Contorted, deformed
Or just goes unreported
For more entertaining
Brain-draining discordant
Conformists in torrents
Stream only the terrorized-truth
Water-boarded
Reform is aborted
The right to choose
Thwarted
The norm is a misleading,
News-feeding
Horde
I abhor
As I’ve poured it out,
Sorted out
This horrid, sordid crowd
Doubting that anything reel
Is revealed
To be real
Or just part of some heartless king’s
Artifice
Art of the Deal

Soaring away, what could I provide
Do you not perceive
Of my dying inside
Are you so naive
To believe I'm alive
Or that skeleton keys
Could unlock what I hide

In the cellars of cold,
Dark, abysses bereft
Of the soul I have sold
For recompense left
To steal my heart gold
In a present-tense theft
Of the treasures I hold

In troves now discarded
By knightly assails
Of princesses guarded
Beneath my chain mails
In armor regarded
As legendary scales
Of dragons bombarded

By dreadnought regret
In a galleon remorse
Oceanic lament
On my rocking seahorse
Capsizing I've sent
Myself drifting off course
Until I can forget

The lies I have tasted
Seduced by desire
The lives I have wasted
Consumed by the ire
Until I embraced it
My funeral pyre
Reborn to melt faces

With phoenix sun fire

The outside world
Won’t make me a number
A face in the crowd
A pawn in the game
Of the policy punditry
Posting away
For the only fake news
Is same ****, different day
When you’re still stuck inside
An exceptional sentience
Consciousness prism’s
Illumined life sentence’s
Persona schisms