Spew Forth The Rot – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

Over cultured, under knowledge, I soak the good stuff, in my undergarments, stinking of substance, dying of sin, my name is nothing, my world asunder, land to the left, sky to the right, behind me an earthquake waiting to snap, I’d scramble before me, if I cared to give in, soulless, guiltless, I wanted to see, I waited, insanity wanting, worshipping me…

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