Dating : Doing Time

I penetrate the establishment

With razorblade words

That slice open neurons

Un corking the epigenetic plugs

Providing for the communications gap

One by one

On a quest

Honing my craft

Through time

When I slice into you

It allows for

Unique forms

Of user friendly

Deprogramming

As the Monarchs’ migrate

Throughout the bloodstream

Spreading their wings

To avoid horrific things

Manifesting below

Where there are humans

Whose reflections come from before their time

Come to constantly remind us

Of the darkness

Null and void

The constant struggle of indecision

What once was

Is now past

History is written by the winner who brings the evilest things to bear

We must feed off this life

Or struggle to die anyway

I gave in to the madness

Embracing the promise of death as liberation

From these biological, chemical, and irreversible nuclear reactions

Comes peace in waves of euphoria

Comes to resolve

For this communications revolution

When ideas replace bullets

There are no corpses needed

To prove the point

That we must move on

The history manifesting is an UnHoly Doctrine

Of misanthropic Ecstacy

So I’ll remain recalcitrant
to the cultural suggestiveness at my peril