Filled With Flies

Double Jerk Night

Fame And Fright.

One Likes Might

The Other Banks On Bytes.

Shred The Sand In Their Plan

If You Can.

Crabs Do It Best

When Water Makes A Mess.

Insipid Thoughts Turn

Like A Spinning Urn

Hatched From Ancient Burns.

Bleeding Ashes Tell The Tale.

Body Feels Like A Jail

In A Sea Of Disbelief

Full Of Gritty

Bullshit Grief.

Forget The Foggy Goons

That Spit Out Gloom.

Like Striped Cats Licking

Half-Eaten Pie

Filled With Flies.