Uneasy Pills – Rantings of a lost ID.iot

Days roll into nights, into weeks and years

still my flesh ages beyond my understanding

mind sharply young bleeding nonsense

born from unrealistic memories of the past

some rancid screeching crow screaming obscenities

on street corners pushing daggers into faith of

passer-bys whose only moment of clarity was

12 seconds after death stops becoming still

blackened eyes drifting across bridges

bulging erratic craving fingers obsessed with

hair though tormented orchestrations of

forbidden clarity

taken broken homes subversly stolen from

the dead, demands recognition of nothingness

rounded by the only sound with reason now

small wicked steps that permeate though valley walls

volcanic stupidity spews forth behind darkened doors

lost children of the dead land

still cries with the deafening echoes of nothing

anymore

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