Non-linear De-actualization

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I am the twinkle, the light is me
The seaport's breeze is what you never ever see
You marriage to the left, you marriage to the right
You marry 'til the moral gore is god's appeasement blight

Take it
Poke a hole in the barbed dildo
If it's in the socket it might as well be a telescope
F*ck all a sight 'til the will low
Wallow 'neath a willow weep 'til you're wading in tide of it
Wait until the white is up a tree to steeple chase
A steeple chasing it embracing what disciple says is ripening
Why in the hell is still low
If it's in the socket pluck an eye to sight without enlightening a

Mind, mine, you don't mind
Operating at a low return on what you burn babe
It's like wine, you stomp hard
Regarding drunkenness with disdain and keep pain you earn babe
Grovel at the boss, stopping when you drop dead
Your empty head the consistency of a halo
An atheist is bad for business they don't go
With the flowchart of which you fuckers are afraid though

I don't love a realm that tries to deserve me
I wish the antithesis were more suspicious
Well, I don't aim for nothin' but the arrow

Like a mask I remove
Cuz the face, empty, space

Unity
I looked into putting the same face to the same body
But what a shame to unify that which already had
The same semantic frame in its feigning to palpitate
The sameness from that shame puts a slack fat knife
In my back to fake kill that fake will that fakes girl
From the fake blame of my having been ashamed in the first place
You don't mind if I try to find that girl in you in your fluid
Can you do it be a boy in my dream turn your skin
Into cream rub it deep into
What I need to be in between what I want
And what I need and deeper between
Until I'm rupturing the cycle again and flat at that again but
There never was a then, non-linear the hen
Put paper to the pen, call paper-pen the line
Then dual-line the mine, then mine it for the gender
Unity the lender, nevermore defy
Sick of the bitch being the in
No more demean, only the sin
Of unison pulling the son
Out of the cis, into his sis
No more befallen, no longer victim
No more can fix him into a system
With only will and willessness without
The mask that is them, the mass that missed them
The mast that shipped them into the seaport
Where they would meet more lessening meat torn into the seam
Born stiffer than steam mourns splinters and shrieks

No more understanding
I've forever left the realm that can be analyzed
No more being or unbeing
I've forever left the realm which can be realized
Does she see me in her dreams
Dreamt inversely along the bloodied surface of a cavity's mirror
And when she sleeps
Does she sleep my wakefulness to being
And that's why I'm decayed along a barrier
When I choke until near death is that her voice speaking
Is it saying end it, and only then you'll find me
Or will she choke and die one day
When I finally breathe most easily again
And my body be her coffin, and my lifespan her soil
And my limbs enact her ghost's endless toil
Oh sister
Oh love me

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