this is a recursive game
that is played for one
but in its magnitude
which is respectable, no doubt
there is that nostaligia of endings
you know it even if your words never found my words
its the same tho when it ends
where will i get my next one
we're a type of junkie
biological junkies
then we die
this is all messy and one feeling bleeds to the next one
it would be easier and all thanks paid to god
but were damned
the ones who figure that out can satisfy themselves
by imposing their self acknowledged evil will
its new years day
hope in unity
it can get better
but only by emergent phenomenon
if i ever get famous i want to see the cia's foxp2 chimps
the talking chimps