hustling our absurdings in place

this enlarging letharging retarding em-barge-ing
is sopping my blood!it won’t leave!
how come this is that it lasting
when everything else it all changing so fast
just won’t you try and suppose too
that what if i’m still just might be left
some where here in here too screaming loud!!!
wanton-ly silenced . . . silencing in our never ever minding
just like we all made making us all coming to do
and so blatantly we letting us plundered
fetal cowarding in grand pretensious flauntings
plundering on in public vicarious fondlings
en-strangulating as we’re swallowing this tail
of our own beguiling serpentining guile
just won’t you try and suppose too
that what if i’m still just might be left
some where here in here too screaming loud!!!
wanton-ly silenced . . . silencing in our never ever minding
just like we all made making us all coming to do
and we’re all just rainbowed colored desperatings
peeping out of each other    syncopating in laughter syncopated
posed posing posed for disappearing on
in the bubbular pits of our own omnivorating arms
waiting scared! with nothing else to make last
‘cause everything all it all changing so fast
just won’t you try and suppose too
that what if i’m still just might be left
some where here in here too screaming loud!!!
wanton-ly silenced . . . silencing in our never ever minding
trying to making just like this all gone just be lasting
‘cause we all made making us all coming to do

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