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Smitten with the Bitten

pushing on nervous instincts that cannot compute the overstimulation as emotional the overload looms near to the surface dealing with barbaric habits and traits as too close to breaking these odd chains connecting us through love without question though not altogether unconditional, a feeble attempt to coerce that oneself idealized truly into kickstarting this dormant understanding somehow to foolishly acquire our lives Here as holy psychic artifact left obtuse for all to use, and the demon semen are left to coagulate on the lips and in the wounds of those handful getting the brunt of the abuse from the careless and brutal whose torturous methods are satisfying only in a momentary eclipse of emotions euphoric for a brief interlude subsumed… energy confused with the anxious fear awaiting the ever-sharp fangs and claws unjust thrust as though guilty were this atmosphere we are breathing up quickly in our hasty afraid shame as it wafts over toward the predators barely inches away from the face biting and snapping and growling at a supposed prey, as the sardonic smiling mask slips away from the murderous rages felt distinctly at one’s back when running from this distorted episode of violent fray as the bastard bugs eat through the soft pliant flesh tested by the tiny hive mind moving hidden from many except for the analysis of the scientist who cannot comprehend the artist’s terrible aspects intuiting the chaos as it streams all around us, and the muttering of indecipherable phrases which occur in myth and legend pursue us doggedly through the time capsule gods have put us into reaping the benefits of mass subjugation to glean the best compiled results we are capable of getting from our machines onto logic worthy in their glimmering grace and glory… still storing up bytes of data damaged from an ill-conceived reason thought to be a logical conclusion at the worst timing for any continuity of even a conversational or abstract dissection or the empty casual dismissals used as dueling scars raise and itch and burn by these quick bites attached vermicular as multiple sores drawn from these restless scratching fits, trying to accept what is truth as not easily understood in what it contains allergic to the filthy tainted disrespect so commonly thrown out as easy dirty moves, and artfully dodging of tempers flared as attempted nervous tension raising to idle worship some manifest god awful shifts the human pieces lodged in their dramatic gestures moving as if in delirious dream we cannot wake from…

Thanks, khet.