2 months in Poland and
i honestly can't tame
the digestion of
the chocolatiers'
      definition of article 7...
i already know of
the media monopoly,
but this persisting
   "need" to be born
yesterday is...
only slightly...
       worth a grimmace...
oddly enough the free
in punk died a slothful
death into making itself
comfortable...
   and then back into
English media...
         postcards from nowhere
and if from anywhere
then only from Gehenna...
the same sort of
******* in eastern europe
as on this island...
blah blah there,
blah blah here...
         an ape
with an elephant sized
parasite pretending to hide it
in its intestines:
like some akward
form of constipation...
   ad continuum dynamic
has been breached...
   long live:
                ad nauseam;
if there's any "living"
to be had.
   the 21st century is still shy...
give it 30 years
and a slothful distinction
between taking children
to sleep,
   and the bludgeon
to the head in a sloughterhouse;
some might even die,
not even fathomed
the concept of having lived;
and if having
"lived"...
           not being able
to tell the difference
between death and dream;
dreams... ugh...
        bothersome flies!