Broken things, dissidence and cacophonies , that hissing sound , being imperfect just like you, unbalanced and off-beat, manic and dual natured, tipping scales and flipping coins, a blurring of the spectrum creating an entirely new color, a unique impression , using your ability to ruin everything you touch for your own means, overcoming your own stigmata and defeating your personal demons by screaming in the dark, Jekyll and Hyde ain't got jack on me, times are tough I’m even worse , like my verse , like my hearse, like my queen of spades , like the inner dialogue you have everyday , it’s not okay, it just is, it doesn’t know it’s a tree it just knows it is, it doesn’t know it’s a noise it just rebounds, it doesn’t know its me it just is , it isn’t getting better it isn’t getting worse its just getting,
Things fall apart and all things die so why don’t you, It is the anxiety and worry and the gut dropping emotion it is the happy drugged out hop along beat of the road and the steady tapping of rain on the window looking out at a junkyard filled with giant rusted long dead hulking objects, it is resistance, it is acceptance. it deals in lead read the sign, it burns it away into gold, it is a scar that marks a lover and makes it beautiful, it is the chaotic deployment of stars in the lying sky that implies meaning, it is the hidden code on the keys of a piano, the wrongly tinted photograph that becomes a masterpiece by serendipity, it embraces it’s nature and rejects it’s influences. It is slowly building up steam, it’s coming undone at the seams , it doesn’t know what to put in it’s mouth, hearing your cries and internal gasps of despair in your lonely meaningless post-modern existence as you walk down the street, it protects your circles from squares, it called your mom, machine of naserine retch and sputter ramming through the clutter of the grid setting the system on fire like a virus peeling away the fake plastic placidity of manufactured corporate cloning with their own tools it was forced to use,
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