let's join in on this, vloagging
draama,
the concern grows:
too many views,
but too little subscribers...
well then...
i must be an anomaly...
someone with an inauthentic audience:
namely the ratio
disparity...
more views than
subscribers...
over 30K subscribers...
but only over 1K of views...
come near me..
just over 130 subscribers...
but over 4K views?
did i do something wong?!
why can#'t your viewership
ever come above
the subscription list,
of said, numbers?
something's fishy...
why am i,
with a permanent audience of
130+...
managing a respective
audience of over 4K?
beyond the curiosity...
i need another drink...
this sort of *******
is hardly the pundit quack for
a hard-on...
but, you know....
sometimes stating the obvious is
the best attire in exposing
the clown...
come smiles or
lustful second lasts...
the libido will
always remain
intact...
just like dear sir death:
making a Charon
recurrence...
across the Styx...
the boat comes,
the boat leaves...
the stink of his shadow...
remains..
quiet literally...
jaw-line and a count
of teeth...
a body, missing a shadow,
a boy, missing a man...
wife: death,
daughter: death,
mother: the only aspect of
feminism kept alive,
grand incubator,
the grand void,
the scourging Titan,
Gaia -
a passion-fueled
imprisoned black widow...
i find aging to the mortal year
of "celebrating" 80 to be
a curse...
my surrogate mother,
death,
coming, for whatever worth
my body consumes?
i find: in celebratory guise...
she whom i am most willing
to encounter...
i seek her womb,
ghastly,
fervently...
to whom i am lost
to bind...
and found in binding to...
death, mein mutter...
unlike a woman:
i am neither your keeper
nor your blind guide
into a "future" grimace worth
a quill...
mother... i come unto you:
with less of a soul gained
thus subsequently "lost":
but more:
a shadow discarded!
quicken,
the march, against the extinguishing
sun!