| Excerpt from the piece: Glitter PT. 5 -entitled- Store Bought Love... i have... seen the markings on your stone they've been _____ much to long when i heard about your incident... i started to realize. what the world was like. how did you get in that state of prosthetic fiction? controlling commutated minds with umbilical pre-vision? contracting syphilis sores like a rat infestations? i realized then i must too, control the earth. the moon, stars, even the universe too. i have seen... the sun fading my sad face in the mirror... alabaster cuts on my wrists... soon fading... Fuck i cant think correctly.... dissoriented. confused. they have jammed wires into your every orifice. they have made you a machine... oh god i cry... why not someone else... why would you do this to yourself... in all this concave contrition. subtracting sores, like evil perceptions on my way into your room you'll soon be dead i cant help think somehow this is my fault. i brought you flowers... from the pharmacy. |