Behold: Fatal attraction; animal magnetism
that animates flesh with irrational masochism;
A numb awareness struck with fluttering passions
- running the gamut of mannequin mannerisms
as we organize love with mechanical pragmatism
in schematics proofed against rampant antagonism,
tele-evangelism, calamitous vandalism
- the cannibal cataclysm and savage expansionism
Dejected figures that protect a prison
- with fuses for subjective miscues in it's connective tissue
Collective issues: our planet's metabolism
- that we compress to crystals of demented wisdom
in the mental kingdom's metric system
- that measure the messy imprints of projected symptoms;
stagnant anachronisms through an introspective prism
- reducing the best intentions to prophetic visions
Here I sit atop a pile of corpses
- a mediocre poet writing for the deprived and hopeless
with a quiet focus, providing a slight condolence
- for the strife endured within the confines of your diagnosis
The feeble alarm of a dreamer's preachy remarks
what's a measly guitar against city-wide pyschosis?
It's getting fatiguing to talk, so have my peaceful ragards
- and a piece of my heart in every defiant opus
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