Roadside LobotomiesA Poem by ?:
I only know I'm moving when what's around me changes
Even then its hard to really be so sure All the truths that you hold on to Falsehoods to somebody else And the colours most alluring Mere tricks of the eye Touching back down to something more tangible I miss this form and separation Is this focus and how long will it last? I am consumed by my operations Stay woke, stay home Do what you please, as you're told You want to find something free? Roadside lobotomies The future feels ominous We're still afraid of communists Anyone can write an omnibus of their opinion
Anonymous antonyms The internet writes our hymns You're giving me an aneurysm You care a little too much about nihilism F**k the hippy mafia Your deus ex machina Ain't in your pulp leaders So kill the cult fiction #WageSlaves Traphouse no-wave Cash addict primates Missing out on more mistakes Relapse, canned laughs A word from our sponsor: "We admit to these actions, But we can not be held responsible" Vultures of the contour Existential downpour Declined it all and want more Obligatory allegories She claims that she knows none About the Higgs Boson And throws around the word "quantum" Like its a pronoun Update your heiroglyphics Reassess your rhetoric Forget about the defecit The dogma of the derelict ?: © 2018 ?:Author's Note
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