house of the golden

low transfer density

controlled population pointing towards america's blood

equals yesterday's livelihood



are we reaching into unknown depths for known unknowns?



there's nothing that can stop the steady decline

not ready for me..

not now..

not the right one...

only flowing through-

but never any reaction



life is only a distraction

but distracted from what?

extracted from our own architectures or painted paper mache

no machete thru the spaghetti



enter to learn

we're an exit to forget



leaving home, but not hope

leave thru the cafeteria?

an oldsmobile to leave thru my meal

...doomed from the beginning of an empty infancy



i regret to inform

forget to conform

breakfast is still warm



leaving things behind

easier than things leaving me behind

glass like water, making it's escape

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