i seriously can’t actually cope there is so much frozen feeling stopping the flow of my vein

when will you let me go you know i’ve wondered for time
wonderful wine and sip on grapes

–
im sincere
death rules
and policy makers near

i am going to make an estimate
that there are many of us who live in fear

float us up to the place on which all the others pray
where we can be the self we see in reveries
something just drifting away

never am i there when you need me anyway
for little known reason
other than, alone, he gets overwhelmed easily

and i want you to know that it pains me
to think of all your suffering
knowing it’s no longer as lonely in my absense

dreams are filled with reconstructed faces
that i can no longer give details
only the feeling of being let down
and discussing it with strangers

it’s no wonder with these sensations why
i so often cry
fill up my lungs with fantastic fragrance
just try to compensate for the poor other senses
–

your pearch
is taken
on the summit of my mind

from here you see it all.

an infected empire built upon hellfire
& weaponised pacification tools

the view causes one to cower sometimes
in this necropolis you call to rule.

down there
discriminate killers are in power

send down the knife bombs and
predator mowers

your retaliations
protections
neccessitations
from a distance of miles,
hit targets without harming anyone

surges of wind arc through the sky

church spires serve like antigens
to viral contamination of vacant ideas

thought experiments
gone wildly beyond their assessed risks
and then drip fed into the dampest of society’s corners

sprawling in this lippy atmosphere

a watermill with a broken axel
motorways with potholed tarmac
that not many cars drive along

bowing towers and street signs wasted on
better criminal identification

and breaths so thick
they make one starving for air

(I used to live far away from there)