to think in lyric at all times , this is the goal!

then later - to reply to all figures solely in a darkened limerick trickster drawl as a subtle attack on the cult of "productiveness" with its millenniums of reductionist cope . Its landfills of broken hearts and lost hourglasses . and all your noises !!!!!

to yank out the fucking pretense .

will you not sit still and shut up even when they lie there dying ?

oh anxious one - tis but you that lies there . you and me .

#grift