May 1, 2010 It is some heavy shit , my friends.
Cognition is clogged,
of everything that seems full
half seems to have withdrawn
from the realm of factual.
An inner tornado of perception
melts away into a fecal matter
pushed through an inconsistent anus.
pushed through as actions of suffocated,constricted and cramped desires
Man, that shit is heavy
As such my personal inner violence is defined.
Pleasure is within the spectrum of pain
It is such that it often fails to register within my vision
Thus, these nicotine stained teeth grind.
Who is really real or could it be that its me that’s who is fake
I detach myself from the sheet every morning
in close proximity of getting wrapped in it each day all over again.
This sphere of madness is ever spinning
Who seems the the most clueless is ever winning
There’s too many of these to immitate
Define Schizophrenic?
It is some heavy shit , my friends.
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