Obey

Concrete dogmas are as fleeting as a bird
Whose nest is swept by the winds
Of a forelorn future

Dreams slain for peaceful sleep
Fingers tied for smoother handcuffs
Does it spoil the child, or does it make your job easier for you?
Obey

Streets ruptured for seeing the truth of someone, in between themselves
Feet stumbling, artists retreating into you
A cave, a stage, for blue men
A shaky voice had torn open a rift in the clouds

Snap.

Attachment is a disease
Cure only imaginary. Left untouched and it may try
And think it wants the world to lick its final cry
Don’t know what’s worse, to devour or be devoured
To lose or to let lose,
To reign only to avenge the winners
Call it a reformatory for the wicked, brutal enough

Pen turns to spade

nakedness an armour repulsing prey

Reversing time
Is possible
For all you’ve built
From machines and back to repairing screws

I tamed a wild beast
But was still uneasy
Because I was worse
Than the already worst
The only consciousness I had, wasn’t on their behalf
But because of this simple thought
That if they could ruin the world just by being
So could I

Composing symphonies
Tapping sticks and mimicking

‌A tune I learnt since I was two

Tip, tap, tippitie tappity tip titip ti boo.

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S.K.

This right here, keeps me sane. You will find here, sincere thoughts mixed up with a subconscious trying to fuck it all up. I hope you understand.

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