Your Guess Is As Good As Mine

IN A STATE OF HYPERDIMWITTEDNESS SPREAD OUT FROM THE DARK ABYSS SO I CHILL MOTION SICKNESS HYPERTHORMAL SO I GOT A COLD STRANDED BETWEEN TWO NEGATIVE PULLS THREADED IN A BEAM OF LIGHT SO I FIGHT BRANDED SCARED AND WIRED TO THE MAX SO I LAY ON MY BACK DISSAPAITING ANTICIPATING NEVER RELAXATING PUTTS ME IN THE MIND OF STUPIDITY HI YALL MY NAME IS AUTRY I THINK I AM A POET MAYBE I JUST DONT KNOW IT BUT AS FAR AS I CAN SEE VERY LITTLE SPACE CRUSHED MIND MUSH SO I HUSH