it’s impossible to assemble the disassembled mind of heroes
they are substitutes for the eventuality of what you consider irrelevant but to them it was relevant
Bobby Dylan The Times They Are A Changin’ 1964
It has started again- the empty space Is filling up with wagging mouths licking And snipping gnawing and gnarling Suffuse thei
Violent liar kills your inner self treating you like a dog:the dog was lucky
LIAR signs he listens to squeals of my dog dying in his mother’s house by hanging the signs= he cries-threats-manipulates
When Disintegration Starts The Only Way is Consummation
women the fairer sex? caring kind killers, role with it
pharma beneficiaries cloud the spatiotemporal coordinnates
contemplate the noise that suffuses us-run for your life
when the prey are prayed upon it’s too late
Brassers
what is this name! your mother sister daughter shame
Sluts
what is this name! your mother sister daughter shame
Vaporised Brachylogy
nothing is heard in the melee only the drip drip dripping plasma