Dear Society,

When I was younger my momma told me, I was destined for great things
Then you came along and said **** that crushing all my dreams
Leaving me to cry blood tears in a street that wants to see me killed
Now you stereotype me saying from the beginning I was destined to fail

Wait what?!?!

In the beginning, I was strong and ambitious ready to stand up to anything
But of course, that was before you came around and shot my dreams in the head
It was an accident you said, but this “accident” cost me my mind
Besides, we both know that ******* excuse was a lie
What you really did was brainwash me so I could never come alive
Forcing me to wear this white mask so I would fit in with the zombie crowd
Well I don’t want to be a zombie I want to be free
So, **** your reconditioning and let me be

Sincerely,

Doctor Strange

Scanning from the ground upward over my torso
Reveals an disturbing inventory of dysfunction
brachymetatarsia, in both feet!
Unequal leg length
Reconditioned knees
Atrophied right quadriceps
Hernia Scar
L4 & L5 Vertebrae way too chummy
Are these *******?
Are these jowls?
Gum recession
Moderate gastro intestinal reflux
Three diopter challenge in both eyes
Dermatochelassis, left and right
Scintillating scotoma
Male pattern baldness – rear solar panel developing.
And yet when asked
I reply, Oh, I’m fine! I’m fine.
And you, and you, still love me.

A martyr the matrix:
***** roses inside the hoot owls owls hoot of an hour glass    

Anything changes

Nothing does

That is, more nurses and cries, yes undefinable cries, in the room next door.

Such that I have mail, I have a lot of mail, shaped like figures of 8 and want it off me,

What’s dressed in black clinks and clacks?

You don’t care anymore and I do not care.

Wear whatever you want, I was trying to be creative.  

If you love: willingly believe that it’s affirmative, a YES, yes after you mention that it is affirmative such that like a yes.

The sun send something you in a bird that flies across interested and past my neck but does, in fact, land, yo land.

Shadows will follow and your fence is alone or is basically alone and it is the best part and nothing changes and it’s not poetic it just doesn’t really matter like that not. Are you hot? Sorry, are you hawt?

The settled scratch:

     Air atom particles are now reconditioned second it second it second it make it something good yes gewd.

Okay: I still like Allen Ginsberg and like the taste of ginseng like in a soup. I am talking to someone I will never meet that makes me happy.

Finishing: at 4:03 pm on Monday afternoon I notice it is Spring. Sure, yes, sure the birds are chirping.

- Shutters begin --

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IF THIS IS NOT LOVE..
IF THIS IS NOT LOVE, nothing else can be love..
Emotions beyond words!
Beauty beyond perception and appearance!
A luster she is, from a different dimension entire..
She is like the waters never fights but conquereth all,
Takes the form, shape of every container yet never loses her state..
Effect so strong from a distance, quite imponderable.
Orator looses his sense of speech when in contact,  audio or visual.
An entire topic of discussion conceived, changed at sight..
Mere thought of thee transforms a state completely.
Ignites all plans with just a little flu of hope from thee.
Do everything for the sake of thee even at the absence of thee..
For thy sake the world is not enough, ready to attain the other,  at least that might satisfy and assuage his inflamed desires.
Even this scribbling is not enough,  forgive and accept the token of a scribbling , cause he found no better way yet..  Still rummaging through the earth and heavens for the perfect replacement of inscriptions..
If this is not love,
Role modelling! That's an awesome understatement, thou affected his entire being, physically and spiritually.. What else can be love..
The melody of her voice sublime and caresses his entire soul..
Like the rhythm from a fine melodious masterpiece blues, she rejuvenates his positive emotions.
Blessed is thee,  thy has reconditioned all his misappropriatedly conditioned neuron associations..
Inscriptions are not worthy enough to express this feelings.