Maniacal about flow

Much of that stare

Stilled

The hopelessly grasping neuron

Soon flushed by the quiet mechanism

Such a perfected symbol

Pleasure driven

And two stepped by shame.

Eternal circuits

Minute windows to clarity

Like orgasm,

A sneeze

Chaired and bound

Vicious cradling

Siamese reincarnation.

Death to faith

Death to idols and worship

Death to my jealousy

I’m in dire need of expression

Following a path is not creating

I’m hungry for voltage

Incubated in the tiniest worthlessness

My puny habits

Snapping and snipping and spitting

Not burning down

Terrorizing my life

Or else-ing

No ultimatum

Just freeform and stubborn

Liberation cannot come by logical reasoning

It’s a world

It’s a solitary endeavor

Akin to being the fool

Remains silent

Looney toon

Power is overrated

Flexing is disgusting

Aesthetic impunity rampant

The caged songbird

Prickles

Stingy enlightenment

Years of failed attempts

Do not mean the substrate is ripe

Bitter truth

Commanders needn’t free thinkers

Feigned ones

Rampant servitude

Churchbells

I cannot but excuse my reluctance to

Comply in silence

Yes, it sure looks like it

Far from the ghosts we inhabit