Together. Together or separate. The gate is open. If there's a fence between us we'll pull it down, and by the way it starts again, self congratulations are not my pleasure. Please don't join us here in the clouds. It's no better here than on the ground where the birds are just giant bugs. Your mouth is full of spit but has no words. I'm dying to see you. This torn portrait was out of focus. So focus on setting the clock back to before you were born and enjoy being nothing when you can't cast a shadow; where nothing is absent your absence is nothing. Our existence is the same way experiences we borrow. This is just a very long boring dream. It caused the conundrum: wake me up or kill me. Can you help me finally?
Capture a likeness it captures you. Reproductive it's nothing that's secure or stable. It's just fear. Anything new was created to be destroyed. Life begins and ends formless and stays that way. Life begins and ends in a windowless room and will carry on against all odds across all colors. Life begins and ends empty. It's to contrived, this needs to be together. I honestly have no body or soul. Momentary glimpses of reality. A whole life lost to the modern age. There's a special place in my heart, it's a place in hell. For those who believe in hell...hell is real. Disbelief is universal. I am closed for business you ***ing idiots. No matter what's posed, no matter what unfolds, I don't believe in ***.
We try holding off. Laughter's subtle when the satire's dry. After an infection you develop immunity and can't be stricken again (and again and again) with the smallest trace of light. I'm a dead end. Keep your distance. I'll stay sequestered. I'm a contented child so stay the *** away. I stand alone, my strength unyielding, my mind a martyr. This is all I ***ing have to give you. This is all I know and I've ever known, so don't ***ing try to pull me down. I know what I am doing is right. I know I can hold my head high but who has faith in me? No love, no hope, no ***ing change. I swear I will never change.
I've been awake for so long, searching day and night. I walk these streets in darkness with no end in sight. I've looked for answers; undiscover the world. I wasn't made for this ***ing life, I can't relate to your world of ***. We walk through walls - I sleep walk through windows - shuddering in my sleep. Stay away from the side streets. What's the point in trying to change when the world is just going to stay the same? I thought I was a ghost, but it turns out all this time I was a cloud. I thought I was a ghost, a form floating in the air. I'm freezing. I'm a cloud: the one thing you can't hold that still casts a shadow.
Children's letters to god obviously went unanswered. Kidnapped kids don't come home alive. My friend vanished when we were 12. I still miss her. It's with me everyday. I'll always be the child that can't sign the pardon. It's with me everyday. I promise to stay close to the memory. Life offers no answers. Deliver ghosts to the crowd. The distance and sequestered emerge again. Immortality, a small trace, in half a light. A dull relic. Locked grooves emerge again. I materialize, a satire............................................
