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the pleasure of Id perfection is simple, the vagrents always mentionthe pleasure of Id by ~theShame
"just remember to swallow the truth, and live off your intentions"
but the more that you eat, the fuller you get
and by the time you've achieved anything at all
it's time to regurtate all that you've learned
but you come up empty
so you'll gorge again
you will gorge through the night
sick of binging the truth and presenting the secrets
throw out the platters
throw out the strings
cut the chords that hold you tied to the chair
and finally, just open your mouth
let the words fly out like currents of static
drown out the broadcasts and on-air productions
so now you can leave
you
the burning i've found that yellow brick roadthe burning by ~theShame
unpaved and forgotten
i saw the last of the masons run off in the distance
toting his bag filled with rectangular pieces of hope
and i tread on this soil
crawling with living creatures
creatures invoking decay
and i grab a handful of soil
and the worms crawling within
see me as a more welcoming host
it leads all the others, why can't it lead me
(she followed its path and found her way home)
(she followed the serpintine spine of illusion)
the dampen earth is sucking me in
with no support to walk on
the heat is sucking me in
i feel destruction
with hands greasy and pale
the stale breath of
Sta.sh
