Safety First

A little to the right, and there we go; that’s perfect. Except you’re really not.

What’s happening, what’s happening, god, what happened to your face?

No breath left. The trees have been so numb lately, maybe ‘cause their roots are fucking dry, they're dead! (oh, have the things bled out, ran out?).

I can’t see because the sun, she really couldn’t watch much longer. No light no light we drank it up, no light.

I’m a menace. To this prosperity, this not-so-fucking-FREEdom that’s been our endless BLESSING (more like safety net). Let’s tear it down let’s burn it burn it burn it let it soak up war-worn fears (and fix it fix it fix it).

Bring it to the wise men, throw it in a land fill.
And gone.

We’re gone.

Misanthrope in my spare time. I love to see these humans WRITHE. Writhe and squirm and tremble, shriek. Wait and watch them while they’re weak.

(CAN’T SPEAK, CAN’T SPEAK)
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wow this was supposed to be a journal entry weird huh