I SLAMMED MY HAND INTO THE
COPY MACHINE AND PRINTED 500 COPIES
OF DRIPPING PUTRID VEINS.
I WATCHED THE COPIES FLY AROUND
THE ROOM AND I LAUGHED AS
I PUT THEM UP ON THE WALLS.
THE DOORS WERE LOCKED AND
THE LIGHTS WERE OFF.
I WAS CLOCKED OUT
AND SPIRAL BOUND TO
MY OWN VICES IN MY
TINY FUCKING SKULL.
FILLED WITH TOO INFORMATION
AND NOT ENOUGH FOCUS.
I AM TRAPPED IN AN EVER
REPEATING SCAN OF A DISNEY
CHARACTER COME TO LIFE.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
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