I couldn't possibly make this up.

I couldn't possibly make this up.

A Poem by Isolophobe
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Motivation for misanthropy.

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Welcome to death, to suicide, to alcoholism

To heroin, to divine intervention,

To isolophobia, to depravity,

 

Welcome to sex, to pleasure, to pillage,

to molestation, to castration,

 

Welcome to enculturation, to maturation,

To intellectual stagnation, to supressive sedation,

To ignored oblivion,

 

Welcome to education, to punishment, to facilitation

of idiocy, to socialization, to indifference,

to perpetuated stratification, to bias,

to apathy, to peers,

to inordinant anger, to unsanctioned attendence,

 

Welcome to life, to pessimism, to individualism,

To war, to solace, to apatheia, to extremities,

 

Welcome to drugs, to help, to desecration

to intolerance, to freedom,

to releif, to abhorance, to disdain,

to believe, to numb noses, to shivering,

 

Welcome to civilization, to purposeful

perpetuation, to mechanisized infatuation,

to violent pacifism, to passive ethnocentrism,

to unjust religion, to stillborns, to allocated desire,

to unsituated stability, to unnevered pertinence.

to the absense of satiation for something permanent.

 

Please come to this dusty road evading this house. Its not as dry as it looks.

God picked me up, blessed me, then dumped my bones.

 

I wrote this poem staring out...hanging on a window on a hook

God left me here to look, I can still hear laughs from his throne

© 2009 Isolophobe


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Isolophobe
Isolophobe

Los Angeles, CA



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