As pigfeed
I'm grinded don't to mutual pulp
Like a demon
They gulp away at mine sensation

Turn thy station

Gone to perplexed numbing
I'm not here
Or am I?

Belted by the wayside
Ground dirt for worms of feast
Meade like beasts

Slavery's inventions

Deaf I can't hear!!!
Blind I need sedation
Running out of patience

Trapped by mine own gangledopper

Martian trotters!!!

Imperial bathing slime
Greased to all perfections

A pinch if moonshine time!