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Suture the Future Before It Becomes Moot For Sure

It�s blunt time! Let�s start this:
Crunching crimes, munching on grime,
Hunches unwind, something fine,
To take this the FARTHEST when stars split!

Frontline mind is sharp to wit
A punchline artist, departing with
Funshine, carved on a lark
To sublimely outshine quarks!

Setting sparks uncharted as lightning
The right thing for an archivist of anarchist wishes.
Not above shoving this into the Ark of the Covenant!
No fate, I HATE escapist coping, but I LOVE puzzled sense!

Get a faceful of this graceful
Space Oddity as riddles spill fast
From my unstoppable Devil�s Tongue!
Undone, reveling in diabolical levels for fun!

It only costs me WILL to smash one!
Like Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
Ozzy, Jagged Little Pill, Johnny Cash
And Aqualung!

I wasn�t armed when I fell.
Threatened with organic weapons farmed in Hell!
So I got set to land the next one,
You were warned as well!

In early developmental days
I was surly, enveloped with rage
At whelps who were mental slaves!
As if fighting captives was my Rite of Passage!

Craggy grace is agony�s taste.
A habit to slake my thirst.
Slinking goons slip and fall as fodder,
Recoiling from my curse!

Like drinking Municipal Water
Without boiling it first!
My clout toils for more to blotter
Embroiled to disperse nerd-verse!

The worst of a verbal merc, whimsical and cynical
Everything�s admissible, no exclusion principle!
I�m including what�s simple, grooving to trip and roll
I fast fill black holes �til they vast spill, an ill miracle!

I blast to flow astrophysical! First to last I go spherical!
Immersed in crass blows an anti-hero�s seedy-graffiti mural!
It just works! Like asshole class hurling the sweetest treats of Nietzsche!
Humans are a greedy species and so I release these as freebies!

The steamy scenes I create dot the landscape like ripples on the sea.
I gleam my fate and escape my cage slipping like Houdini!
Obscenely fiddle and jape but I don�t bid on hate, I�m ripping glee!
Sails unfurled begin, I rail as a whirlwind, dripping with the means to free!

I wasn�t armed when I fell.
Threatened with organic weapons farmed in Hell!
So I got set to land the next one,
You were warned as well!

I stand to blare and caw, my rock sprouts!
I plan to share until America is BOUGHT OUT!
And the dollar is replaced with the Euro!
Such is the span of hollering abrasively with no fear yo!

Rip a spliff and sip a toddy! Get high, it won�t weaken!
Get hungry to run a shoddy flyweight�s treason!
Have fun with the jeopardy of �Deflate and Delete �Em!�
If somebody hates you for no reason?

GIVE THAT MOTHERFUCKER A REASON!

Live to utter what you discovered bleeds �em!
Captivate their hate, a superconductor unbeaten!
Infuriate their clutched structured crutches as they blubber!
First rate from the gutter I�ll uppercut a sucker�s beast!

TURN THE HEAT TO FREEZING! NEVER LET YOUR BEAT-DOWNS GET CHEAPENED!

A physician of sedition my ambition
Is to switch decisions that split us like division.
I�m SICK of social conditions. Every depiction I�ve ever given
Was BORN to ride a storm without tipping!

The prescription is written. I�m stiff competition
For the belligerent volition of ignorant opinions!
Hot to blow, my distinction is in my audio.
An infernal addiction to regrow!

I wasn�t armed when I fell.
Threatened with organic weapons farmed in Hell!
So I got set to land the next one,
You were warned as well!

Aftermath:

ANGUISH BARES ME WHOLE LIKE STERLING SILVER TO WEREWOLVES!

A world of what�s missing. I itch to take prose and throw
Maledictions to root and unroll what�s institutional!
For scrotes who lent votes to cement totem poles, holding you in their folds!
I don�t want to sit and console!

If I had one wish it would be to make most of what I expose fictional!
I wish the swirling verse I shoot didn�t reflect a world of truth!
Never hurrying but I converse headfirst into twirling chaos to be immersed
In hot pursuit of absolute deity-bosses to direct connect and introduce!

I gladly check past Lady God�s tollbooths!
Like Odin�s mad pearls, as a token to bad girls
I�m a spokesman of quarrel stroking souls to soothe!
So you can choke on sorrow if you were hoping this roll was through!