kill, fling off senile, lilting, cropped, and vile, ill things! optics, while thrilling, stop the dial (’til on top we pile filthy, lop-eared guiles)
in the docimile of uninterrupted pride before the testified to the apostate’s bier, the avaricious iniquity complicates our lives physically, vicerally, the maelstrom gyre widening in size before your eyes as you realize the real lie : their testament cannot be rectified
