you $ you $ you
bathing luxuriantly
in your micro visions
while the macro world
dissolves in chaos
shiny smiles gleaming
from 1st class leather as
the fluffers come and go
at the snap of your
fatty fingers
heads are squashed below
the fine hem of power suits
but the blood never dries,
you have people to take
care of that
you have people, you have
things. that is your world...
to "have"
I don't believe in eternal
damnation, but I do for you.
I'm a hopeful man.
I hope you get to have
your hell.
(Image from bitchute.com)
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