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Get Off My Silverfish
Screaming at dark shadows, dripping migraines
like a doomsday clockwork orange. Ticking
its hemophilia, bleeding time beneath my skin.
Feel and taste the pulse of my insanity
as the apocalyptic mannequins whisper,
"come walk with me, as lucky ones die first."
Peeling back my foreskin, releasing the demon
sperm of coniferous smoke and ashes.
Savoring the winds of caffeine's nightmares
and fornicating Rorschach's,
connecting silverfish and dots.
Then come the coocoo's mendacity
of insanity on a cloven hoof.
like a doomsday clockwork orange. Ticking
its hemophilia, bleeding time beneath my skin.
Feel and taste the pulse of my insanity
as the apocalyptic mannequins whisper,
"come walk with me, as lucky ones die first."
Peeling back my foreskin, releasing the demon
sperm of coniferous smoke and ashes.
Savoring the winds of caffeine's nightmares
and fornicating Rorschach's,
connecting silverfish and dots.
Then come the coocoo's mendacity
of insanity on a cloven hoof.
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