sleep
my knees fail from rage
In spiteful software
denied from this control
indecisive in nature
another vomitorium
for this spinning circus
numbed and numbered by its own denied
repeating confiscations
soured by the winks of time
blink in its divine contempt
scattered by design
the shards that kill what's left
into its trophy mine
And you will never see the end
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