 A pained token disaster
Mental reactor put it to sleep
A second coming after fearing
The laughter feeding the sheep
Fit so good as if it would
The trees of letters follow
Raisin soot the earth and would he care
If all again restarted
Sustained weeping
His leaves the summing of trees
The simplest thing living in solo
Living is so low
Sustained, sore, misdirected
Somehow expected wrapping round fate
Designs somewhat neglected
Life form erected, breeding in hate
A worm somehow connected
Cut off, dissected, feeding its cells
A turn selling rejection
Selling infection selling itself
Sustained weeping
His leaves the summing of trees
The simplest thing living in solo
Living is so low
Alone, utter desertion
Manifestation mutating swells
A fly landing inspection
Gets an erection, hard for the spoiled skin
The meat rapidly aging
Slowly decaying, touches the sore
The mind paying attention
Insect dementia if ever is seen
The welt on your soul
Within sound isolation
Degradation feels at home
Within truth of perception
Does deception ever know
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