Sporadically Vertical

Flesh skin bare

Visible tear

Fracture hair

Line call stage

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Left in the dark

Shadows dance

Around me

Remind me

Surround me

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Network with

my bad intent

My misanthropia

Humaphobia

—

—

When you skip

Showering

Dressing

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You become

The bum

Overlooked

Forgotten

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Where you

Desire

Others to

Direct their

Attentions

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—

Can't stand

To sit and watch

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Rerun and repeat

Return and poor

Reboot rehash

Cash grab

—

But ironic

For no cash in

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My hand on heart

Checking the beats

Feats of small glory

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Against this mortal

Coil twines round

my throat invisible

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—

But why give benefit

To the clawing chokehold

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When there's always time

While we're vertical

While I am vertical

Even partially

Even sporadically

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Vertical optics

Sound

—

We all want to be

Iggy Pop, David Bowie

Solid State Snake

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RDJ turn our hell

Our self inflicted

Self induced terror

Into something

Different

—

Not despair

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—

…

45 years ago

I don't recall

The burst forth

From mother's loins

Into the world

—

I remember

Maybe 4 or 5

And onwards

with blanks

Along the way

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Until early youth

Memories of good

Memories of bad

—

Mind progressing

In time gathering

Dust and grime

—

Ingrained disregard

Learned self loathing

Perpetuated by stagnancy

And humaphobia

—

—

Distrophia my?

Err ro human

Err to win

To stain

The game

—

Shame thyself

With guilt trip

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Walk walk

Through the accumulation

that is

The refuse

—

The refuse

—

Frame it

Canvasise it

Immortalise it

Reframe it

—

As the purge

Antiseptic

my nightmare

—

—

Tempt I

—

No Othello

Iago

Dorian

—

The picture

Not the man

—

Can't Hyde

My Jekyll lie

—

—

In the corner of my eye

I feel

The grit

The grain

The drive to

Unsane

—

—

Until I pop those

Pills

—

Lift my lofty Excalibur

And force it through

Bacterial parasitic

Growths that

Force lesions through

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All that holds me back

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Until I can't

Fight it

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The cyclical cynical

Clinical critic

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This my diuretic

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…

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From nought

To 45

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and what

Ever comes

Next

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If ever it comes

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