I think I found my solace.
Under the never-looping azure above,
I declare that I found my
[solitary]
sanctuary.
When the noises continue to vibrate,
the [pandemonium], the crowd
seems nothing if I hide under my comfort
s o l a c e t h .
This heavenly, a thing that stops everything from
[buzzing]
is no ordinary stim
( s o l a c e t h )
I am happy
(euphoria sensation, tingling inside my under parts.)
I breathe inside my solaceth paradise.
The solaceth, I put them in my veins, so of course
I swallow my solaceth, I put them inside my veins, so of course
sticking on my skull, lingering under the PLASTIC, ONLY CLAY skin of mine.
It will never be faeces, because the solaceth is my blood
now, even my saliva and vomit now taste like solaceth
do you want to taste them?
it will never be urines, because I drink my SOLACETH back.
solaceth, [ d i s e a s e ? w h a t ? ] is me. I am solaceth,
solaceth inside me now.
Yes, maybe as you say, it's a virus.
A virus for us to finally reach our utopian land!
Forever sniffing, forever living, our SOLACETH!