"animalized" poems
Because in all the insidious cases, it is a home-based canteen of soul-killing, mind-boggling, headache cats! Ordinary alcohol - s gossip clouds billowing at jaccudzi parties filling the court fools! The dog-flash game of dog comedies is followed by more and more popular fun! The vulnerable man is already prostituting himself! There is also a shadow over the ****** ***** gates of the Universe; diligent *** fleas fatten greedy greedy and insatiable elephants!
Lurking-polite idle boys can always stay on the go! he jerks into an unspeakable deep stack who wakes up to a sobering daze without the love of Loyalty! Ordas-whimsical merriment-pleasures are combined with incredible creativity! - The legitimate V.I.P. sense of life is concreted into the public consciousness as an unbreakable shell! Appearance The shores of America are still moving further and further away from a hundred-year lag prospect! They perform a complete power outage in tangled brains! The whole ruction always starts with a selfish leech attachment!
Can everyone just become a cheap toy in the hands of bad guys?! Slave-fought billion-dollar ********** dives play with each other as uninitiated silk chipendale boys! Their player veins are getting hotter and more unquenchable! Wild cats rattling on command and ringing their chains can easily become tamed kittens! In their Haddelhadd memories you can hardly find anyone who could show understanding empathy for little boy sadness! - The kneaded addict does not voluntarily consume performance-enhancing steroids; in stripped-down animalized instincts it is becoming increasingly difficult to find the True and Sincere happiness of this tiny existence!
Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 1:55 AM UTC
I versus eyelid
Tryna' see through the thin veil
Small lights and large galaxies
Fill up the dark void
Constant change
As I still look back and try to learn
More and books are piled upon my desk
Finished writing,
Another blank page.
Finished reading,
Another wall of text.
Animalized
By the empty looks the mirror gives
Exiling all the facts of truth
But find I'm still ironside to the lies
Flipping through a never-ending glossary
For an answer that doesn't exist
On a search for the infinite
Emotions eight times flipped
They root it deeper down
As if it's the seed that never sprouts
Jun 18, 2016
Jun 18, 2016 at 7:33 PM UTC