EXISTENCE IS VIOLENCE

i curl under myself into a ball
feel waves rush over my naked back
these emotions are drowning us all

with broken bones made of glass

we sink deep down knees down
into empty voids filled with empty voices

when meditation made me cry

i poked a fork through my third eye

where is my revolution

we walk in recycled revelations

feet wet with propaganda from birth

how to make you own choices
with empty voids filled with empty voices

curl deep kiss feet

try to shut out whimpering whispers

feel colors cut paths in my skin


crawl like babies into the dim


concentrate to push hate out

penetrate to let love in

curl inward


just read books for the foreword

read the last page if you desire
then set the book on fire

face down in the lap society

endlessly screaming over the sirens
walk on the backs of sleeping giants
and through fields of dozing lions

this you know as truth

existence is violence

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