Ghost of the Misfit
I.
Do not wish to make conjecture about life.
as it pertains to me in so called "situational agony"
my body has regressed and my mind vegetative
Do not restitute or substitute joy with a heliocentric excuse
as if I lack vitamins or chemical jolts of conceived contentment
You documented that I am not jesus nor a jew
I lack the frugality and the wish to please people
running down
down, down, down
down, down
down.
unblessed like the nun that became the whore
sanctity has been all but reaped from under me
this carpet, a spectacle of decorated extinction
thoughts delay and fade from view like an eagles spectre
hello.goodbye.
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