a relationship with time furthers regeneration,
forever in eternal inoculation,
reflect/fluid that carries the replication,
an ambidextrious vision in the middle of The self monarchy of individualism spreads it out like a prism.
To strengthen the light within just to make the death that much interesting.
Ill watch you from the island,
To build an army,
In endless patience,
A humble ambition.
Time is a cog in the eco system of blissfull logic/illogic in ill neglect,
A wounded animal waiting to be preyed upon.
We reach for paradise controlled egocentric megalomaniacal group masturbation.
Porno for the eye/s of understanding pixelated into a prison of lies,
Like a cist twisted and sprayed into fertilization,
All over the windows of observation,
A slurring hurry.
Dribbling through my band-aid shaped mask.
All scars heal even when they are open,
A new mask ..