A Forest Of Stars Roots Circle Usurpers
Once upon a time I (not I) spoke to the trees
That fell so that I (not I) could wipe my
Arse
They and I (not I), we stumbled back through
Knots in time, barking at nothing much
No point trying to cast anchor in a hole of
Mirrors
A seen it all. A portal to the great
Clattering cloaca
Best just to show your hand of spades against
The earth
After all, she's used to it
She'll cast us off like the spent shells we
Are
Not even the staunchest hermits will be safe
Once the coat shakes
Having absolutely no desire to contributе to a
Seen-it-all-before shitefеst bereft of
Characters
Rubber stamping eager faces into post nuclear
Dust
Just as dust is brittle
Foundling in the arms of none
Dust times prison time
Mad goons rising, grifting shame
Shameless; Shameless
An already cheap backdrop bespattered with
Dried bore
...the only bore I don't abhor is a twelve
Bore. Bores to the wall
...Oh it's cheap, undoubtedly. But nowhere
Near nasty enough
All sliding into the sluice pipe like so much
Oil against glass
You can bet your shit rhyme that you'll have a
Whale of a time deciphering your own
Extinction
All the while bathed in the afterstench of
Mankind's excrutions
If you can't climb it, beslime it. Since we've
Already pre-fouled it, it's only gone and
Warmed to our descent
Doffed it's crap, opened wide for the sewer
Age blowback
Pining for a box won't help you. Your
Prejudice won't save you
Once that eye watering wind takes us, rest
Assured we will be one and the same
Ashes in the eye of the storm, boys
Ashes in the eye of the storm
Falling forward under the future, all further questions
Exchanging unpleasantries by proxy via creeping interconnection within corpse pile
Stack overflow
Nasty, brutal and of average height. We fester and foist here with all of our might
White noise machine
..........Howling
Jehovah not witnessed. No one likes a grass
Still they shine, though. Somehow
All hints dropped from a great height
I am not I am not I am not I am not I am not I am not I am not I am not I
