Monday, October 3, 2011

Feeding Frenzy (Dying American Caucasian Poet) 1998

Paper tears goes unaware from it being torn free. Sees a part is better than the whole. Stole a bowl before the heathens began to masticate, then ate. Gorging on the weak to seek and eat. Nutrition of a cannibalistic source after the ballistics has been sorted out. Pout about the disease of unease as the stomach grumbles, breaking down the spoiled matter as it disintegrates from the HCL as it sits for a spell; defecate subsequent to gestation. Society is like the GI tract which doesn’t know fact to exact a purge when toxins are digested. Sometimes they don’t get expelled and we die from the infestation, the penetration of foreign matters.

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