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Pleas Puncture This Pill'ow Eye Cry Up On
as thee contingencies a'rise all ready
rotten in cor rosion,
eye
can only a'scribe to
no reality at all after all(after all, all hereafter),
des
pite my udder punctuality sucking the milk of
some kind of kindness, human
for/or thy otherwise
it's all
all ways sung in forgotten re'collections
of the stupider aspects
of me,my winning-ways
loss-leaders / All This Time, & i've
not kissed nearly enough of
of the per'fumed pussies of You,
that certainly was my justly due......
........I've thus ruined life
with the very self
that Father told was
a surefire 'enhancement technique', until
one day just a day or two before death, he
said "I can't believe this shit.....i'm really going
to die. I'm gonna be dead in a few
days. I don't fucking believe it." ,
& dead,dead, most very dead
he was just those few days later , so as
there was
nothing left of the 'reality' tongue-flappin
abs'tract brainmind
self'enhance/abuse'absorbtion necessary
(to it's veryOwn feeding),
if only for it's own deepdeep ingrained
tradition of goodhuman
delusion to go
by (&, of course
deepend on)
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