Does the earth gravitate?
Does not all matter, aching
affect all matter?
there's no chance at all:
we are trapped by a singular fate.

But id be in suspense for on such
a pretense
you wouldn't be you
As a bathtub lined with white porcelain

They either ******* or killed us.

Ignore all possible concepts and possibilities
Prey that our eventful alien over lords
are not Archibald-based,

Muscles better, nerves more;
forever making poetry in the lap of death, humanity..

i hate you.