Written around the time I stole a truck in psychosis

 There will be more to come.  Me thinks these nails are frost bitten off because of some extreme typing skills.  Faster than a speeding bullet.  Barley looking and purposefull mistakes.  

Samson vs. Walters on court tv. Fraud. Toxicity.  Defunked and mystified. De murky NEHUS. drugeoned and solidified silent soothe sayer.

Sayer of what they say?  Sayer of the truth. Trust I have nothing left but my crumbling vocal cords weakening out some kind of tune. NOTHING BUT BONES.

Defilement of broken bones and scars.  Left ring finger frost bit burn to feel as the sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh is shaken.  Shit.  Sit. Sit I said.

P.S.  So then I was there sitting and hitting keys and a think, thunk, thunk came to mind.  Knock know who is there?  Brilliant lights flashing in the show.

Me thunk that the world could see me because he can see me.  My every move.  Never a moment of privacy huh?  

Leave me be dark ghosts.  Sold my soul for a cheeto and this is what the trace trade was???  Cheetos and porn?

DUSTY.  Is that you?  Dusty Muffington? Mr. Snuffles has the flu bugs.  Night night little camper.  Keep up the good work.

Dusting.  Forever dust.  Stepford wife break dances real fast as the bones break.  In order until the neck snaps. yes the neck snaps.

Guillotine necks with a death toll of millions of years.  More victories to be won, yet again.

Dreams being wept and I don't see him much.

Dont; Dye.