Slow Poison

A wayward mind

crashed upon the shores of


dazed by the lies

that were sold as

“for your best interest,”

and, “you can trust us,”

and, “we are here to protect you.”

It is the worst


A path to isolation

and confusion.

Anger and deep

crags filled with

frozen despair.

The world is remade daily

like a cell that divides and

renews itself,

yet mutated by

the toxins

sold to us as love.

It is profitable,

after all.

They worship a god

dripping with

sweat made of gold,

his feet rancid with

the fetid souls of

the dead.

They were killed by

the greedy,

slaughtered in the human

corporate farm that

is our society.

He picks his teeth

with the bones of our


already dead,

despite still walking.

It is a nightmare

we cannot wake up from.

Our bodies, our fate

invaded upon and decided

for us,

without our consent.

The story is familiar.

The question is,

what will you



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