Work out in my Michael Kors
Humbly feel like “The Shit”
When I visualize blowing my brain
To bits, I sit without flexibility
Stimulating myself by forgetting to
Be busy, I’m not easy, it’s not easy
Stream of consciousness, lead me
To a frenzy, who are I? Who are I?
Bad grammar; are I alive? Sigh.
Today, I considered all the stars
Where I are, in transition; atheist,
Nihilist salvation; I detect ...
