Automatic personification in this age of despair
The way you said futility
Taking the edge off appetite
Sitting in the gloom
In space like the stars
To fall through
Warm human delirium
With no roof above
The writing on the wall
Thoughts enter from unknown places
Strange places that birth evil
Rendering the soul
With a shattered calm
Before the flood of travail
The dream of cavemen
The illusion of force
Both perfect and repulsive
Intended to dazzle
A splendiferous impersonation
The chink of percolating dome
Its all vagrant hemispheres
Motionless and unmotivated
Eaten away by jackknife show
Life is merchandise
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