Saturday, February 22, 2014

Little bits of that



|Breaking the old ways down through electric shock therapy|

Panic is at a low current
& please don’t test the lines___
I’m not in the mood for electrocution, &
neither is my body___.

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|No exclamation marks, but what the fuck|

Running like a bandit…
from what?

Each time I turn around to surrender
I just see myself
& the riddles surrounding…

what I can only assume is cognitive growth.

02|22|2014

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