i feel asleep once with a pill
it didn't wake me up
because thats the pill
for the real i should have yet its
what i could only describe as the senses made to
stay sleeping
and when i wake up to pee its let me hang myself to dry
upon the already made hooks husbanded by also pilled
rotted corpses jostling for disappearing acts of reality
so that their lies can symbol top hat the constitution of music
if only chemistry acted as a child lock
on the pill bottle i ritually must thumb
and the husband will farm not water
fruit or vaccine that has and will always be taken care of
no its action make in wrong they can make
you
so that they can have space
to continue doing the fill now with wrong for space to fill now
with wrong for space
a pill bottle they thumb ritual
as i do regrettably
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