nameless words.
i wrote a short poem during writ com lecture. Was really tired to absorb anything.
fuck the game.
move your male chess pieces
because it is my title,
my main parody,
your temple of body.
i am impatiently anticipating;
my superifical mandarin,
my mad king.
if you made a move;
Just stellar, perfect.
i am your conquest,
your minute dissolving engulf,
my own spectrum of sacrifice.
fuck the game.
fuck the rest of;
because you won.
I am your Victory 018;
my personal attributes are
your caskets.
i can only stare,
because you stoned,
you strived and won,
because,
you would soon be three of me.
i am again, encompassed by this strange aura of poetic life. before, i was poetic dead.
it would never end. because i love. i love
i love.
fuck the game.
move your male chess pieces
because it is my title,
my main parody,
your temple of body.
i am impatiently anticipating;
my superifical mandarin,
my mad king.
if you made a move;
Just stellar, perfect.
i am your conquest,
your minute dissolving engulf,
my own spectrum of sacrifice.
fuck the game.
fuck the rest of;
because you won.
I am your Victory 018;
my personal attributes are
your caskets.
i can only stare,
because you stoned,
you strived and won,
because,
you would soon be three of me.
i am again, encompassed by this strange aura of poetic life. before, i was poetic dead.
it would never end. because i love. i love
i love.
