Truth be!

Burnt memories

scarred daydreams

hunger for a subsidiary delicacy

aching for a taste

a tongue touching chill

metallic and stubborn

a lingering caress still

death in mortician fantasy making bread to enliven decay

yeasty rot

sour

impatient

foul smelling winds of advancing evolution

cantankerous planetary crust hosting deviltries

obsolute revelries

even bittersweet rivalries

mass explosions of hipocrisy

reigning supremacy over idle thoughts

jumping to disdain through rings of the mundane and lifeless

enveloping activities so common to the nature of the sleeping man/fool

majority of course

diluting senses then screaming ecstacy

the everyday morons disease

complaints without action

subservience while degraded

meaningless

sustaining daily life giving chores

one hand open

the other's on the floor

those who wrote your life laughing silently

mocking hardships and tremors of distrust

the insanity of humanity evident in the daily calamities

casualties

rushing to earn pennies to feed big cats obese with everyone else

how many days until doom?

will the lion ever be eaten by the zebra?

The question is..

willl the living ever learn to tell the truth?

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