by BRANDON
Incinerate conscious
Sprout ataraxy
Subliminal penitents of strict scrutiny’s
Pompous peripheral stallions
Quasars belligerent blight humanity
Spunked up moon runners
Centaurs going Centurion’s rushing
Glitching permeates and amendments long forgot
Through shrouded minds mountain peaks diminish
As days decays we exasperate natures motherly will
Fundamental principles enter an abyss self synopsis
To find ones self if in mist
Pondering a past life as self indulgence to secure
My bliss
What should I wear? To random onlooker will my normality be compared.
Sprinkling my dish with a little extra salt
Mustering the strength to understand life’s vault
Knowing the key will never present itself