inside hillbilly hell with unclear motive blues i do these things fast because i am blank inside, & i have no special way of moving or doing things so one way is the same to me as another-william burroughs question of simplifying abstraction in order to skim complex interaction with tripped out goddess under an absent-minded sky full of grains of sand as undercover tarot sits at card table spirit world unrehearsed speech besmirching the access to all is misunderstood as reactionary that should be excoriated alliance as the scourge of humanity when in fact its singing praises of massive head of god magnetic cosmos in a crumpled suit & porkpie hat pretending to be clumsily summoning the trap door a vague attraction is sizzling under its breath doing its best to hang on to its flirting with trouble maybe festive concoction is poured out straight but hermetic galaxy isnt elevating deviant behavior by any stretch of the wildest imagination which means im back to a higher power clutching at auxiliary functions doodling with eternal is a complete reversal of unfortunate wheels a prayer that all let go of their adolescent training persist in marching along to different drum specters of dead space in tune with the universe a world of unnatural selection is in mirrored nutshells existing without probability its interrupted by invitation of a lifetime to a compressed soul in recycled synergy where scatological evidence is shuttled stakes stifling protein without any edible ramifications where wasted time frame is benching the wrong fit constricted sentences master enchanted breathing in hand to mouth despite approaching condemnation from the bourgeois segment of the population as high-pitched figurine is clawing at counterbalance electric vertebrae takes a glassed plunge into pop culture where mental overdrive rolls into triangular void orbiting habitat for everyones viewing pleasure where disposable thumbprints dont get funny looks lifting charisma to new heights of alternative reality where infinitesimal convolution is dressed to thrill in the deepest recesses of the clear cut mind where zero visibility is actually a string of knotted hands working to build up undeveloped compassion upsetting the unnecessary priorities in the process where the ultimately bastardized monster is unbroken
Posted on: Sat, 25 Oct 2014 19:42:23 +0000
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