Weeds grow where they want to; not where they're told to...
prison prisoner
rolling home
to a mocking hell
of needing always
always envying
needled insides
noisy headedness
watch this cruel world slough off a sticky life
an abortive state
it walks bloodless
no real danger
pretty genderless
no real danger
danger danger
no metronome
no warning tone
crack this empty head
crack the emptiness
crack crack crack
flood with evil
evil-evil
swing lazily
linger painfully
kill the prison guard
kill the prisoner
prison prisoner Kill Kill
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