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Quadriplegic consciousness

The burning hunger of fractured regret Your blasphemous assumption of my stupidity? in whose material conundrum of a word? in what abstract thought on your minimal plane? An endless valley of craters and breaks Monosyllabic color in your grossly proportioned mind With all rotting media disgust and YOU mock me? You ballooned beast of a drunken horror film nominee The paint on a pigs face will always burn inward Scarring the inside craniotomy Until nothing is left but the repetition of a credo An incline of standard flat bodies ****** up and deposed All living in a drawl world Steeped in liquid Stretched thin to cover the inquiries To burn over and brand the thinkers and the lots An Oklahoma city bombing is still carved into your fair-haired breath Your bigotry is hilarious because my disgust could eat us all Yes I am leaping off my high horse but **** you I deserve it We frown upon pride unless it is clothed in metaphors of suppression And to what do you overcome? Your perfect quiet suburban upbringing Exposure blackballing the floor boards filled with lies Lies that are my foundation Rocks that rust into marbles rattling Around my stomach With every rung the anger in my rib cage calls out to you The yelping, the sheltered closet and the oriental rugs Yes I am dumb like you More happier in this fatal dichotomy of a trip **** holy **** despotic mess.
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