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Am I going to break down
in front of a bunch of
self important dickweeds,
or maintain, at the very least,
some self-prescribed dignity.


Its easy now
in this moment of realization
in this place where words spring forth
from superficial souls
Where plastic prophets
reap their book learned praises
while others reveal nothing
from the norm
believing their story is unique
that they have something
of value to contribute


Futile indeed
But futility is shared
From the highest ranks
of psuedo-enlightentment
to those who grovel and beg
for the most simplistic of meanings


No
This soul shall nurture no parasite
And the only reason the larvae was incubated
was at your personal request.
It is dead now
Go home