Slightl-Y-0ff

Hi… 
My name is Ironic Zinc. 
Too say the entire-less— 
Slightly-off— 
Voices echo throughout my inner being—as I… 
Wonder-what— 
Hat I may have thought— 
Questionable words; form files their suited claims— 
An accused, individual society remarkably remains… 
Damaged goods we are—indeed... 
Shore-lined banks cash-crop imprint—seed... 
Fragmented normality scarcely separates cooperation— 
Fears' hijack hope; microscopic humanity blurts humiliation— 
Sun evaporates tampered matter; yesterday's conspire… 
Man-lung-worm tapers; tomorrow’s desperate respire… 
Hat I may have thought— 
Wonder-what— 
Voices echo throughout my inner being—as I… 
Slightly-off— 
Too say the entire-less— 
My name is Ironic Zinc. 
Hi… 
 
Ironic Zinc (--)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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