THIS WORLD IS NOT REAL.

[dull boy]

Originally Posted by big baby

it's that sort of reveal,
that keeps yours on their heels
better hope for a bill of clean health
if you're over the hill
death policies claim your worth for at most a quarter a mil
absent family fighting over your will at a court of appeals
it's the lockness. lockjawed to the brim, and he's seething
never thought the thought of existing would be easy
sort of affixed. sort of just breathing toward each season
wish a delorean whip could just warp me. i mean it

Historian laureates lured by allure of DeLorean lore.. I jest.
I'm just.. thrown for a loop and caught in the past.
In feuds with a future I've already lapped.
A future of loops I caught and rehashed.
Refused to regroup. I talk to my scabs.
Ruminate on ruined fates. Obsessed with the end stroke.
Epic epiloguer stepping off the edge of a cliffnote.
Can the living dead get possessed by the ghost of themselves?
I disassociate and just associate with clones I can help.
Life's a long shot, but I'll take a stab. What's the spread on my death?
This greener grass bookie's so bush league I'm hedging my bets.