wharf is empty
the dj is spinning mediocre dance tracks
everyone is either smoking, talking or drinking
outside or at the bar
ka r e o k e
get lit
ember bar go
go dancing, not happening
mirror unable to form
identity spirit
leech from the spectres
i peer from over the
lack then to half gone
minor sonic intrigue
repeat nothingness
am i inside a speaker
distant ambiance
envelop me in cellophane
drive pike through membrane
purvey remain with derelict connection
are you the proprietor
a kept slederen fringe
brandish emancipation
your spherical i key
orbital pin delete
collate thin dereliction
serfdom of neurotic transmission
this trite is leaking into consciousness
endure a mind self severed
is worth the last
pooping is really satisfying
>>9917839
>this trite is leaking into consciousness
Boy I'll say. (Thank you)
Pooping makes me feel like accomplished something in the day