I Am Listening To My Demise

If in stunning fleeting suddenness it was all seen i would seem to be gorgeous. Glimpses seen and caught on the sly and fly. But there was the issue of a forgotten world. A gaze of wonderment and confused attempts at reminiscences. It will be this speedily simple sweet to no known or cared for point. It all happen much quicker then planned but you know the bestiality implications of mice and men. My art has been debased at the petty needs of stupidity. Its a cold day in this sauna i call home. Where else though? She looked away. Guess guys with trash bags ain't her thing. Flowers and sickly gestures you hate it but damn it sure could be worse. All i can piece together was the necessity of windshield wipers on the interior of that car. Hard to see in a tumult like that. But i saw you. There you were and then you were gone. Not as ignorant or naive as i pretend to be. Too much bullshit cons in the world for the innocent elegance of naivety. Gaiety thats the mind unbound hot and bombing. Weaving and critiquing my fellow damned man. Scoping and wishing to seize but stopping short. A wall of flaw in my midst. So it just happens this daily re-creation is a ghetto of recreation. I prefer laboratories with vial and eye droppers. Dangerous chemicals that cause physical abnormalities. Laughing the whole time. Experiments upon tests upon experiment. Laboratory testing on animals isn't cruel. Well except when i am drunk and go a little overboard. That is all i want and somehow this cycle of unhappiness continues. I only brake for compliments.