asleep in a deadly wake
where we're all zombies, a lethal
display of our mummified and
disarrayed, subliminal state. And our
parasitic tendencies feast upon our
narcistic ineffiencies, for we are our
own blood-sucking vigilantes, avenging the
crimes of our own misdeeds.
Remember, we are zombies, formed from
our furtive infidelities, the docile nature of which
roams wild in its interrogation of our
virtualized humanity. A ravenous and
gluttonous banquet of our dwindled vitality.
Metaphysical fatality.
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