some garbage nothing for the sake of writing

Meta-me

Meta-you

Meet me

In yourself

In myself

In the mind

Of the hive

 

Take caution

Take care

Take aspirin

Take excedrin

Take aripiprazole

You’re crazy

 

Stealing lyrics now…

“Found” poetry:

Goodbye little boy

Be careful about the house

It is dormant

But the people inside will swallow you whole

Zombie apocalypse

Denial

They deny they are zombies

Any qourum could be secret zombies

This stiff finger

These people on my mind

Distilled

Makes what?

I can’t write it

They’re just thoughts

There’s no way out

Just bring on the screaming babies

/end

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