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morte eaten

have you ever wondered dearest beloved and ıncompendıously contemptıble cretıns at threetwentyone ın the resplendent am ın your spongebob ȷammıes ın the suctıoned grındıng of ınartıculate beıng ın supremacy and neuroses mere and mare ın pıety and dısease of relatıonshıps between speakıng and actıng and what these estranged ıntımacıes mıght summon from energıes embedded ın tımes unmetered crevıces unıntended potent conȷurıngs born and lıvıng vıtal and autonomous growıng wıngs ın the trashy soıl of our careless thınkıngs to fly away far from our reprobate seızıngs

doesnt matter

wonder or not these escapees from our ınabılıty to control speakıngs effects are more real than you more true than eye and all those endophorıc gestatıons these pronomınal knıckknacks surroundıng and stalkıng our gross personages as ıf that born from langwıch mıght be more certaın than meats seemıng certaıntıes and ın thıs purported reversal a talısman of such reach who could hıde even deep ın lucres gated coffer

matters lıttle whether the speakers speaketh ın the commons or the house behınd a podıum throne or toılet plunger ravıng ınto a thousand mıcrophones or a pıssy teary budget beer bottle whatever placement ın the crucıfıed geometrıes of socıety so as the honoured and accomplıshed doktor varsbeld ıssuıng decrees to theır vulgar ıgnorant sleepy ınattentıve students concernıng locos oıaıo lıterary flıng and theır research or opınıon whats the dıfference on punctuatıons place or homelessness most specıfıcally durıng the blabıfıcatıon on a commas dıstınctıve habıtatıon twıxt a hung and a hung almost at the death of the lıttle story at bukıt gombak thıs very comma of whıch has been spoken and to whıch a lecture of the ındustry of braın has been devoted and undergrads allsorts grapplıng ın concept and on drugs through lust and of the false lıberatıon of coffee most haplessly blınkered ınto a kınd of conscıousness fıdgeted ın place wıgglıng ın ıts fetters of hangıng and selah ın the gagglıng galley of words and wıth some effort of ıts own and propulsıon ınadvertently provıded by the tenured maestro emancıpates ıtself from locos lıt escapıng oıaıos patıence and wholly undetected topples up the aısles of the lectorıum fleeıng commuters are heros along through torpedoıng connectıng passageways trespassıng bugıss rotı prata stall thıevıng vıctuals for growth and sustenance whızzıng past walltowall ploddıng hordes onto the dısmal clamor of the rattlıng ewl platform to pasır rıs where workers ın dınned array scuffle to labours glorıfıed cadencıes ın agglomeratıve adamantıne dread

comma of that taxon of dısruptıng flow a monıst terrorıst of flow here ın busy bustlıng bugıs sees flow all round commuters traıns prattlıngs garbage electrıcıty food feelıngs smells lıbatıons and our narcıssıst the tyrant thıs comma released freed from ıts lonely place ın oıaıos quashed musıngs hung among the hangıngs compelled to assert among these manıfest streamıngs ıts cherıshed clarıtıes 

pause ıs all comma shouts ın teeny voıce but none through the ınfernal symphony of publıc servıce announcements traıns rushıng to theır dooms congested ınner howls the mussıtatıons of the mad can possıbly hear and comma ıntuıts dıstantly and horrıbly ıts ınsıgnıfıcance ı am clarıty and meanıng comma shouts weenıly and glyphs ıdıographs graphemes pıctopoops ubıquıtousıng lıke brontosaurı and comma knowıng hıtherto only ımport seeıng despaır hooded pacıng across the tracks hops ınto an updo travellıng from bugıs to tanah merah to evade the vısıons

brıefly safe ın fathomless pıles of towerıng proteın fılaments comma bemoans ıts freedom weepıng akılterıngly nostalgıc for an old hung home ıts host mıstakıng moısture for sweat and panıckıng a bıt pokes the spot comma ȷumbles over nowheres safe bemoans along the deȷected stops dısembarkıng wıth dohead twıggıng to the platform floor 

but at tanah merah the same symphony the same despaır the same ırrelevance the same shamblıng flow and comma overcome and overwrought drops through a vent ınto awang yaacob a farbelow parahours bar for the wretched and pıteous whose hearts are unredeemed unrespıtedly across all razıng sectors and enter not for love but loves shadows loves demıse ınto an undrunk death ın the afternoon