truth is a moon that orbits the virus

holy shit when will i get to sleep





I stay only in my head daily to stay focused

Keep the media from eating my mind, locusts

Or watching shows that're more addictive

than coke is



It makes me feel hopeless

Getting excited when the sensors describe

A nipple slip and how the f word got by



Freedom of speech battles to keep you thinking in

the hype, not what you're sinking in

I worry somtimes what my son's mind is drinking in

Kids heads absorb more than the diapers

they sit stinking in


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