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There's a bug
Burrowed in the back of my conch
It speaks suggestively
"Haven't you wondered of a selfishly sweet, knee-buckling release?
Satisfaction by strangulation of need?"
I think it's my god.
Genderless voice
Spewing scripture speak
Skin restricted wings
buzz blaring, aching ring.
"Unshapen the ring; feed
You'll always be fiending,
fixing, grinding teeth to powder."
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Astral Observations
01:05
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Hazy rotting daze
mind ballooning out from my brain
"What a waste," I cackle at my shitty body's remains.
Apex parasite; bloated human
holding evolution hostage
convenience tunneled vision
will close up blind.
Flock to feeding trough
face fuck by sludge
humanity's clotting up it's own blood
I decay slowly
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Sexual frustration seething through my person
it's not enough to hang this rope from my neck
disconnecting wire from old bleeding teeth
mind numbing delusion molested through self destruction
bite down, spread out
Overjoyed asphyxiation gleefully i am shaken through filth
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4. |
I: They Pose a Problem
01:02
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Pad Locked,
white walled confinement
Deliriously dull hospital lighting
Piano wire boas
parade in under the doorframe
Taunting, hissing, grazing skin;
slight incisions
sanity trickling to the floor
wrapped up, tightening grip
I lie in it
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II: A Proper Solution
01:52
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Pores dot the room, they open up wide to inhale the sounds of my writhing.
They exhale, childlike crying.
Blood pools curdle, bell end throbbing.
Longing to fuck the source.
But that has been done, with a deep breath, a big flex, i made butchers of the boas.
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