Thursday, April 11, 2019

What are slots

I relaxed to half packs and lab rats half assed in hazmat all blast with no mask all blessed with no facts

Barely breathing barely seeing barely burning barely feeling

Parceled brain dead thoughts shot rock tossed ripples cross waters sloshed waters flushed waters lost
What is lost what are slots what's our cost but withered thoughts

When is doubt allowed to foster

Stop before it holds your posture

Crippled mind your only monster

Regent recluse reaping pleasure bleaching quilts and breaching pleasure reaching stilts of reaping tether creeping up to meet my feathers pressure's fears are frequent terror father's tears forget my error love is deep see forever see the far and see the fairer learn to be your own seafarer

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