Reality miner

One thing you must know about me
Is that my brand is that I’m extremely product
And I love that I get to have
This choice
I arrived here all by myself
Because when I see
An unsleeved, plain can of tomatoes in a shop
which throws away more than it sells
I see myself in a hellish dystopic nightmare vision
Where nothing remains to be sold
So nobody knows what to buy

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Stochastic risk

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All possible ratios
Of all absorbed doses
Through all parts of your body
Inside and out
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In all colours of the black rainbow
With only a button
To be allowed the privilege of purchase
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Parallels

Passed off as litany, the printed mint rinsed off to syncope
A symphony unto sinkholes, some shit decreed as jpegs of “it me”
Punishment for crimes that befit me, objects as people as distinct entities
It doesn’t matter for any thing to cede, all matter fused into single being

Alienation is highly relatable, gotta say, uncanny resemblance unmistakable
Initiate a data cull, start with baseline of how relatable it is to inflate a skull
Null hypothesis sliding scalable, capitalism so late that freights of schemes form spates so erasable
You and I, forever unbreakable, pliant, placated, down this tapered hole until we learn to play our role

Synthetic tract

The look back from lids locked heavy
Skid stop slack before won player ready
Sweaty blood loop spins
Enthused with age old scooped refuse bins
Skins excuse humans
Just another way to infuse
glued viewers to tubes with more lumens
Exhume threads sewn
Suture seams, expect growth
By the throat, promise final episode
Last remembering member croaks,
with new shoots on terminating node

Hard sell/Hard pass

We are approaching
Realms of ether
With unjust speed
Tetherless arrows
Responses recalled
Via previous responses
To the original
Which was lost
To faulty ignition

Behold!
More actionable metrics
For spawning
More actionable metrics
Harvested ethically
From skin voltage
Of consenting blastomeres
So there is an alibi
For cheese flavoured rope caulk

Masticating razors

Fill in the margins of intentions
With bilirubinous sunsets
That look awe-inspiring from distances
But the closer you get
Barbs materialize within your being
The more you move
The more you prove everybody’s point
The one that you don’t “get” apparently
So yet, you rush to struggle to explain
While all else look at the reddening sky

Cyst brewed concoction

A writhing lizard’s tail
Dancing to the tune
Of melodies made
By instruments used
To sever it
A rhythm which I just imagine
While someone else
Strings it together

The sound of the apple bite
Overlaid on the ovoid panflute signature
A character saying the word “issue”
Stressing the S into an aristocratic snake’s hiss
On a glistening green countryside matte painting
But standing on top rather than before it
As if only the players have switched
But the posture remains constant

Cello strings and hand saw
Roadrunner CEO of Acme
A throne with each peg
Deep in slit necks
Of bodies offered comfort unbeknownst
Rocks worn smooth with lymph
Watch your step
Might end up being heir of the throne

Sickly sweet smelling acid screwdriver
The medium of poison rain to paint upon
With dense millimeters of supercooled pigments
Longing for contact of a cold simmer
The hisses will be stored and repurposed
For the strung up throat lips mouthing notes
So that even when the scene is canvassed by inquisitors
We can laugh at them for falling for it