**** yeah my writings sloppy
punctuation absent
No structure to be found
I'm casting this **** to the wind
I'll make no mark upon this ground

There's no agenda here
no ethics to be had
I don't **** with hidden meanings
My writing's just that bad

Though I insist I'm not to blame
I'm just a ******* conduit
my mind has a will
and I'm trying to be true to it

i can fancy Eddie Poe
And stand in awe of his wit
But I'll never lay a claim
to this here *******