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Then It Whispered, "I Have Detected Something."
erk I've been affected
erk erk erk
can't get it
off me
how many do I attempt
to imitate
now?
at least
I'm not like these kid-poets
tell me I'm not
like these kid-poets
who make no fucking
sense whatsoever
who write about cigarettes
(he slid the pack from
her purse) drug addiction (she
needed that hit like
ice needed cold) bad sex
scenes (her ass just like a plume-
top) while waiting for
mommy's lunch money
profanity
in every piece (no
fucking sense whatsoever)
okay okay slowly
I am slowly shirking off
my layers of imitation
they are dear
do not rush me
BEHOLD THE POWER OF THE SHIT DETECTOR!
angels suicide depression bi-polar Prozac Valium Viagra cock fuck violence
death meaning academia translations dreams didImentionangels love love love
loveangels lovesuicide lovedepression lovebi-polar loveprozac lovevalium
loveviagra lovecock loveviolence lovedeath lovemeaning loveacademia suffering
reality relativity TURN THE MACHINE OFF! TURN THE
MACHINE OFF! TURN THE death angels lovecock MACHINE OFF!
DAMN KIDS!
DAMN THESE KIDS!
in the future they stand no chance
I am slowly shirking towards
the mantle where I keep
my shit detector
these damn kids
are too damn serious
they will crack have they
are they on crack fucking
sense in the future
standing no chance.
ã 2002 Ryan Robert Mullen
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