Departed trail & Bitter trials.

Eng.24 2016

I try to protect my fluid emptiness that devils sport,

my limit is the pills that dial the errors when i call home.

I take my biology for physiology

and explain the ape synap that tells me to fuck the world.

I wait for black kid Speedsters to save shows and granulate my entertain.

Conversations about eco green guilty, is just as important as who we vine with.

Our fermentation of sin has the vultures calling us inspiration,

envious on the corpses we chew.

The spirits in my tv tell me to be cold and show a spooky stare.

Because public bullies wet my cigares, 

so i can’t express the torture of my mind when i disagree

about who is a hero and what is my gender.

They act like pink kryptonite makes you gay under yellow suns.

Mercury killers like mean of steal.

Picky shifts tell me i don’t fit in.

I played on his neck with my thumb like childhood songs,

Youth dies.