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All (My) Junk (shit) and Requisite Paraphernalia

what could They say � � � � � and �h'ow
� � � � � � � �could they � � � � � � � possibly
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � �say � � � � it � � � / ? /
that � � � � � � � � � i
� � � � � � � � � never was a � � � � �poet � � � � �because
poets
have never been.......po'ets � � � � do not exist
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � here
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � �nor � � � � � � �any � � � � � where.

Enjoy the illusion as you will (as will �I )

Revel in delusion as we would Believe it is the revelatory vow,
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � (as it is in every gated bedroom
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � �of our subdivided merry
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � �soul [s] �)

~~ cmon folks, there's nothing t'look at here. Break it up. Give him some air~~

(whatever I said I was, rest assured, I wasn't.)

------dkzk------badpoom, badpixtr-------2018

Written by dkzksaxxas_DanielX

(DadaDoggyDannyKozakSaxfn)

Published 10th Feb 2019

Author's Note

Make Believe, Artifice, (My) life as a fake. (My) Fake as a life.The farce of reality (as we "know" it.) Advanced Emptiness as (the only) Truth. A nihilistic graveyard.