Powerful...

the whole way up and down the vast run of it all to the breaking point in echoes of fracturing chorus carousing forced intoxication simulated wholeness of the breakaways under the new sway of things and flash flesh behold be sold click clack along the long endless track pre-recorded pre-marched you half become someone else in pursuit of normalcy even when individually unique take-over of identity theft itself-stolen steal's the deal and there is no squeal except that of pretend delight in the machine all matrixed out love in love with slavery in denial of self-projection in shelf-protection there is no way out except through loss of self is the predominant adverteasement the eternal desire to be set free in the chorus harmonies drawn into it by sweetness of voice and curve the trap for which one votes repeatedly disappointed a drug in itself-cycle of narcotic twist and writhe in dire need to be put out of one's misery love to the rescue? just another mirage all out the box delusion(?) melted by embrace so soothing so smoothing to the mind its mad frantic visualizations where are the requisite magnetics? never having slowed once to take a slow deep breath even forever compromised wholeness forsaken words left unused resources untapped for too much of an entire lifetime possessed by one who is asleep to one's own treasures bereft of access separated torn apart obliterated having now turned to finest of dust particles barren beyond decay no sign of organicsm: rot here would be a blessing by comparison there are at least tears' potential oceans promising teeming new life-cycle in the dimension Generic something had to give