The right to opinion
is a right on dude
standing in their own piss
reflecting in steaming puddle
up at nothing more than
desperate to please ego
the feeling of
righteousness
is hall of mirrors
made of eggshell
retrospective
injected
myopia
the winners
gather themselves in
wrapping hanging rope
enticed by the strength
of fasces
liberalised
franchised
clique of
self referencial
freakish supposition
of un-normality
doled out, plopped out
self guiding missle as
blocked out chains
of data prison ladle
serves the crypt-OH!
opposites attract
magnetic personalities
draw in the vulnerable
never you mind
too stupid to understand
five year plans
irony escapes on foot
while comments are
surveilled
masked as defensive
but transparently
pensive passive aggressives
back up data
on servers
to look back on later
in reverence
higher life forms
never cease to amaze me
super sucker avatars
who spray out virtual vitriol
dressed as dietary
social fabric conditioner
genetically modified ideology
straped the dildo on
to puckered lips
beneath sheathed reasoning
the designed product
it's a mess of minds
willing to follow
the clickbait
ingrained tribal energy
the point is to
see the hand guiding
the puppetry
the pricks provide
prissy pricked heroin
of thinned skinned
game of shells
she is
telling you
to wake up
from her own
insipid dream
but you are not in it
never have been
your dimension is the now
and present danger
only you can percieve
act accordingly
the stage is frought
with anger
made by a strange
desire to be
your saviour
