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Mar 2019
Point proven!
nonsense babbling no longer
keep returning to fathomless depths
you never saw me coming

mark a warm place
stay in psuedo-light for a brief period
rearrange alphabets
condescend with participation
my words mean something!

crackling skyline
warring pipelines
signify nothing but burnouts and hippies
is that so?

Question me further
berate my epic tale
crunch my chocolate
smothered in fuel
create your distress
I expected no less
feed yourself whole
to the monstrosity's mincing bowl

canned tuna! canned tuna!
choke on canned tuna...
its pretty much disastrous and stale
we're just bellows of a giant white whale

and after it's done...
when exhumed and shunned
I'll eat my desserts endlessly
procession into frenzy

all desires now met
my people all kept
Heaven with Hell!
it's the best I can sell.
sparkjams
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