Cold Clot

 

cold cloths desperate to be comforted
who can hurt time unscathed, who can cook- these bleeding heard done?

and lay them all to rest
same shit everyday, spluttering bog 
I predict destruction on a large scale
in this night people perceive as day 

the devil is controlling them
I'd rather die than breed a semblance
ohm's law, someone have to take blame 

Idolatry 
focus on the breath" Ram Dass says
human kernel? does it exist? 
but who can love without safety net 

my eyes are full, my ears
my nerve are shot, my tongue, throat
lizards lizards lizards everywhere you look 

cold clotted slithering reddened, potency 
everything is tainted, everything is soiled
disgusting slime, all is sweetened, forgotten 
salt in the blood 
barreled people destroying themselves 

over nothing 
made animal cussed to live a fawning 
they die as grease of the gyre
what is god is subject to questioning
what is god is subject to change 
every money carry it's weight and profit 

carries it gently carries it in blood

and the voice goes "where is your handkerchief?"

knowing they have stolen it 
just to discombobulate you, get you tired 
living a demonism they tear a hole  in-

space and time and take it from you pocket 

they tear a hole in your pants, pocket

the goad of importance
the contrived enthroned importance of cupidity
toil and life's eventual guffaw
trickling down the centuries
in amnion fluid and severed head's blood
the soil is sustainable were we minimal
they fry tongues in alleluia
walls can be rebuilt you know?
but men must die

I'd rather spend time reflecting in the read before we do
Lord Mitomi  will love tear me apart?
people and their superficial love, 
like rubbing shit all on your face
smell it, smell it, it's sweet
the woman: phone controlled Manchurian candidate
marriage: tethering to a motherboard sponragiophore of zombie
killing fetuses for Lexuses
calling it miscarriage, calling it abortions
serving a living gourd that consume only blood
look at their faces and wonder why they never leave

they cant, they can never leave

now that you have solved it 
how do you live a life beside money
if we could find somewhere where 
we could focus on our win and getting just enough sustenance
at the end of the day.
I look for and haven't found curiosity or parity
I look for that.. when life was simple
some babes weren't born 

wars were fought and men still died

orbs of the sexual robs one of the path

the path to me your memories
to the remembrance of past toil and sufferings 
with a promise never to be enthusiastic again
I can tell you now, It's all a lie!!
sweetened actions liable to be forgotten 
selling a soul, spirit swap for noodles and egg
cede of control of the body to a demon
while you are soul sleeping it off in a 
zombie world completely gone 
women, tasked the herculean task of shrouding the third eye - ignorance cemented folly 

it's a lot of work for nothing , over nothing 
what have you married? a person or a binary
the world is gone, completely no one is awake 
ours is wrought in blood we should be cautious 
we have been infiltrate we have animal in our midst 
for what's an animal without fawning,

the seek for recognition, validation 
explaining the low self esteem, obsession .
made animal for alimentary the sexual a zombie 
insouciant flung of care and attention your direction.
catch it if you want, love? ungh?

it's been a long nightmarish of 

cold clots, sweetened up lizard world 

Here's to hoping I make it till dawn 

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