Cry!!!

Fuck me!
Am I alone?
The only neural awareness
Able to separate subliminal bullshit
That gods deem proper
sociologically imposed crap that cements the world
stimuli I remember stimuli …
act and react no fuckin more
rather suffer the exquisite delight of intellectual absence
the masses in neurasthenia
fantasy icons my life-line
Perchance a smidgen of my indubitable pleasure
obeisance to mammon indescribably vivid.
Interlocution - you talkin to me
These Deities of middle england
inept outrageously perspicacious wordsmiths of tabloids
raise the fayre and serve the troughs
to suppliants subservience
a lifesyle unknown
chasing an impudent hierarchy twin parhelia
greed and envy
nihilistic
lucidity …
a word no thought