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arrogant pose
tied into a network of networks......hence the obsession
I'll be the first to admit my life's work seems to me a slow borrowed rhythm
alone and worried they all stared at me with asinine smiles
ulcers screamed profane things to me throughout those nights
hollow insides just slowly moving in and out of rooms, in and out of sleep
corrosive and cancerous
the truth behind my sin and has always fallen blind and to the wayside
each sleep was shallow, light, almost non existent
there was a conspiracy between each dream
they seemed to be plotting against me
and i would hold court in the sand for what seemed to be months on end
no further questions your honor, it's too damn hot
it's 140 degrees
extended and incomplete
just another excuse for my silence and why i have such a hard time relaxing
turn out the lights
there seems to be a comfort in relocating
you cant' stay anywhere to long
it's dangerous
so I must congratulate you
somehow you have created yet another monster in me
i remember stuttering when i was a kid
i don't remember why