Hold aloft the crown of thyn jovial Constipations

A Can of bathtub infusions
Salts the essence of my tears,
How they scrub me deeply, firstly
and undo me, only, in the second act of this unholy, theory,
Sullen, drowsy,

Take pity with a drink for a knock on my liver
sprouts a bloom in my urethra

A Tongue lashing from my lover,
in the mirror
Who stares when I close my eyes, only…
Only…
I am hungry for my one and only.
My Last breath. My empty eternity.

If you do not mind me, death sang, then I am lonely
But I do mind you, I began, ’tis living I abhor mostly

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Ego-centric-manic-tri-logic
Group hugs without ME.
Yu cannot Spell Group HUGS with ME
Without ME Yu can
Cast a Spell Without, Upon, ME
Witches Brew and she says BRO even though…
I fashion a set of HO…-BAGS,
Heave-HO… BAGS,
anxiety Bags,
Hash-brown Bags,
Hush-Tags,
Harsh…

Ultra-HD digital Polarnoid
so paranoid
IT avoids; I Avoid You Avoid, Ovoid faces
With their Wide eyed employed asses

If you may be so kind as to step back over the edge while i live ponderously on treacle.

God Mode Sue

Driving down the road
Sue Van Wyk loses control,
Slow the car down
Accelerator Peanut butter (jam)
Jello, Electro.
Teen Boozers Skate Bored Over Rail Infested Parking Lot
Out of Control Out of my way.
Lost The Plot.
Skid thirteen-mark-five miles
swerving in-between and around cyber-jacked bodies.
Pause.