Hononymity, by Carolin.a
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Hononymity
How boring t’were it be
that a compromise could set you free?
Rhythm and movements all alike
the sender receives, but in-spite
of many difficulties inside.
Of where if
from with out
an utter strain of consciousness
of what may or
may not be a way out(No Exit).
To your decree which I plead,
"I cried", he declared in a state of paresis.
Where by that marsupial hiding within that cave
<<BAT CAVE>> Effluvium emmited from that great escape.
No one person knows how, by which every meaning expressed
there is a formality to all which takes place.
(Such as a business of that sort).
Consciousness, conscienceness, conscious consecration
of my moral consciousness.
Why forthright blatant as a mule,
an ass were it you?
That the purport now useless for it is revealed.
Exactly that which is pointed out in vileness of mannerisms,
The mind wanders off into endless journeys like the purling stream of consciousness.
In thought pondered through sound waves lasting more than enough in years.
Fears unleashed, broken down by release.
Strictness and paranoia, a careful game at that
Un-like the suicidal tendencies of one novice to pain.
There was once this boy-
or was once a man.
A child un-alike any other observed,
malicious, bitter, repulsive at last,
but firstly who played a game
to maintain his fast
erradically placed objects
with familiar scents of people and criticisms.
In clay form, when left alone,
an evil doer with cash
More than most I inquire a host
to show around or feed upon
and KILL its selflessness-ity
necessities with a primal thrust
I need to trust, to reveal a mistaken concept of time
taking place in my mind.
Absence of malice or thought by which
you may come across
to communicate further
without Sounds
or senses
OUT of BOUNDS . Fin.