I'm in a state of repudiation
All humility converges
In parallel
With this realization
I was never your friend
I was never your lover
I was never your victim
I was never your follower
I didn't come to argue
To garner some conceit
To pit myself against you
To move onto your street
To deride you
Freely
I was torn from contemplation
While her teet was ripe and dripping
Made to trudge this great big hill
Pushing rocks and crushing sissies
When will the transformation
The storm of ineluctable definition
The dew drop of certainty
The final piece of the perfect kill
Drop like a penny
In the massage chair of delusion
Like a magic mushroom pill
Space cake sex trip
Big train to zilch
Let's go to your place
Hey big brother
holy molly wonderfuk
I'm laughing on the other side of your face.
19/08/17 - finished
sketch - irina savina
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