Pulled his sarcasm out of his ear and put it into the lake. In the lake the sickness spread.

Reject.

Authority dwindling. Only guilt now. Standing in a bathtub full of greed.

Tatoo your itinerary on her back. Smell her grieving. Love nothing. Buzzed by the beast. Worship no longer. Idols for the idle. Load the pain into your eyes and then drown.

Submerged.

Everything. Negatives. Copies. Carbon copies of your feelings are being faxed. More

No.

Back to the irony. Drilling.

I can hear

When will

The/break/filling/metal/void

Avoid avoidance. No reason for your

Place it

IN

Rice factory in the wind crumbles to the ground.

Tasteful photographs of your soul so as not to offend.

Do not want to affect anything.

Effect.

Defect.

Deflect the criticism.

Nothing we can do to numb your ideas. So he carried you and now he won't because what's the point if he doesn't feel the same and if he doesn't feel the same he cannot reason his way out of the hole he has put himself in because the ladder never existed and we were never here.

Nineteen reasons to quit dreaming.