dark giftings

A trophy morning sky falling We twenty three and twisted, the sky is killing our fried and now I losing am friends to chemtrails, eyes partly cloudy all day. The worst it's the critters, my cat and others, animals getting it worst. We at least choose to poisen our species, shit where we eat, and generally stink up the place. Shall if ever not now what future? the middle class bubble? I see the cloudy skies you lead there and don't believe. the american dream is strangled, no stranger the clock treasures the clock ticking the door tricking open shut open you collide, her sordid, sorta did you know, back then. But shit's different now, the mayoral canidate 's a mason, we got midian next door you see oil in all of this? it's like inside out and twisted and back and forth on all of this... Our friend, I thug thug is short for thought as in not thinking now, off skiing inside, by reason of needing to stay invisible and staying awa y? The night. A solitary howl, industrial towers behind thick trees you can hear the airplane engines turbines a siren in the distance at four am do you smell the smoke, or just feel the air brakes at the edge of town, rumbling in your guts. Why this means war you were saying a tremor awakening this, like twisters in the moonlight from overhead, when you first see the edge. the woods moved back, engine fuel roars you try yelling across the backwash of a turbine you gotta suck in enough air in your gut to throw those words scar across the wind, like a warrior: shudder to think the night in turmoil, a conscription? across the land we don't care anymore, we make reality the war, the illusion, 1888 to 1984 the illusion happened, man, and oil and all of this, and we're just screwed, man." and he bummed 29.9 APR off me you want death rattle with your birth pang? we asked each other, kissing ass and taking names I'm sick og deese coulds you sick all the time, kleenex to chemtrail snuffles, snuffleupagus, a gas, remember him? lets play pretend Is the progressive party planning to survive? or live? because You can hear it international, listen to the wires, the whole world speaks in buzzing tones the language we taught then and use now. We are not i'mmortal spend your due diligence wisely it was time to move the realist out of office. got philanthropist throwing the gauntlet down, puppets thrown to the wolves. own mortars, alarm shelters, the quiet quest for self-assurance too much to quietude and shallow temping Fragnebit!