Blue Pulse Orgy

Black Tendriled Knife

Fairy Cult of Ambient Amoebas

Live in the soul of the hardwired

Factory Drone Man

Triangles Coalesce upon themselves

Forming Spheres

That open Doors to little Children's Fears

Diodes insulated taste like brain cell grains

Amber waves of pain

Constituationalize my need to eat

Sitting duck redistribute my meat

Loathsome and captivated

Merged with vaginal opening in my hand

See saw destroyer of all the worshiped inertia

Wasted and wanting organic foam rubber salvation

Fully realized in my myopic Distopia

Running backwards I see languid pools of lust

Titanium steel door opening

Tarantula covered in its own poisonous excretion

Convulse like a tiger on a bed of nails

Date a woman from south Wales

Lost in your own flawed memory's

What persona would you like to dispose of today