What will you do
When the children
Are told about
The things you have done?
Most love can break
Our homes, but we
Still have a chance
To be alone.
My vision is blurred
And my thoughts are all slurred,
And I don't know how
To stand without legs.
Feed me my mail
Through a tube, tonight, please,
And I won't fight all of the
Intensifying anxiety.
The land is dead,
But I'm alive.
The sand is gone,
But I'm still experiencing time.
In a few moments, once I've emptied this clip,
And I've confirmed the past few weeks have been a mushroom trip,
I'll get to go home to the unknown household I've been living in
For 2 ..., 10 ..., 26 ...
Wait I'm not finished.
In my time here I murdered a village.
A sheep escaped and I killed it.
Watched each of their eyes
as each of them died, and remained livid.
Fully lucid, blasted a ditch and then filled it.
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