[UnbornBuddha]

"Tired of it all" symptomatology born from having fire in the heart
Riled up I brawl with anybody who talks psychosomatic thoughts.
Cursed I infect a virus when I touch what I desire and I love.
Life continues to pile up chaos that I record in my iris as I watch
Strangers smile from afar as they stalk my child in the park.
Disgusted by the awfullest views of this metropolitan zoo.
Science was my love, but my bionic arm is unsightly and has bugs.
Malfunctioning and autoimmune-
The need to purge out the infused toxins in my wounds
has me ingesting & stomaching tons of dried prunes.
High fever I'm burning up and burping up bourbon.
A time wizard searching for the door to the eternal.
Life's misery turned us allergic to the earth's surface.
Hope blown to smithereens, aging & groaning bitterly
But before hope fully withered life became perfect.
The miracle of a timeless sermon pervasive in the mind of wordsmiths.
The insight that Christ eats serpents that tend to abide in persons.
Exterminate the slimy vermin in your abode & purify your doorstep.