I've done strange things for the sake of rings spun around solar systems
Myself I seek for a silent leap into a fantastic fracture
No world need convince me that these cracks completed spill serendipity
I separate them neatly when they start breathing scenes best left for a blind patronage
Perhaps your malfunction is a product of something more sinister
A human condition decides on renditions torn from a black white horror show
Freezer burn for our nutrition when the world insists on absurdists amplified
Our sincerity is matched only by electricity extinguished for better imagining
Ghosts consider our progression like hindsight heros
Decadent glee when a plastic choked sea swoons from hurricane hijinks
Paranoid pirates tuck treasure into garbage heap grottos the size of Texas
No map for a wealths navigation
Buried beneath distraction contraptions and know how hardware
No connection like the steadfast junctions that perpetuate envy
Skies cease their indifferent observation and decide on surrender
A wooden giant crumbles while the modern slowly assembles
The vanity runs like storm stained dancers
pooling politely for easy consumption
Scoop the slips and magnify some misconceptions
Sometimes normalcy negates these more formidable formalities
Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 6:57 PM UTC
I've done strange things for the sake of rings spun around solar systems
Myself I seek for a silent leap into a fantastic fracture
No world need convince me that these cracks completed spill serendipity
I separate them neatly when they start breathing scenes best left for a blind patronage
Perhaps your malfunction is a product of something more sinister
A human condition decides on renditions torn from a black white horror show
Freezer burn for our nutrition when the world insists on absurdists amplified
Our sincerity is matched only by electricity extinguished for better imagining
Ghosts consider our progression like hindsight heros
Decadent glee when a plastic choked sea swoons from hurricane hijinks
Paranoid pirates tuck treasure into garbage heap grottos the size of Texas
No map for a wealths navigation
Buried beneath distraction contraptions and know how hardware
No connection like the steadfast junctions that perpetuate envy
Skies cease their indifferent observation and decide on surrender
A wooden giant crumbles while the modern slowly assembles
The vanity runs like storm stained dancers
pooling politely for easy consumption
Scoop the slips and magnify some misconceptions
Sometimes normalcy negates these more formidable formalities
