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Prions
An antisocial creature of the night,
a hermet with nothing left to think
about, meditating on meditating,
the nerves have atrophied so much,
I am desensitized to the point of non-
existence,
I do not function at that is my functioning,
a statue, a piece of furniture, this is my body,
sex means nothing to be, women are shadows,
fading into the darkness I am,
an invinsible man by choice,
3rd degree burns never heal,
barely alive, whats the point
of caring about being,
if being is not caring,
living without a dream,
screams become broken records,
insanity that process
of having thought the same thing
over and over, around in circles
in contradictions, a response to what
is not but what appears to be,
trapped in this loop of time,
past and future the same,
the present water that evaporates,
a desert of memories that are being
suffocated by the heat,
a mind conscuming itself,
cancer cannabalizing the matter
of the brain, simmer slow, a pungent
smell to think about, open my skull up,
and take a look side, I'm sure you will
lose your appetite when you see the
amount of scarring
