Rupert
Spiral of the hello fresh produce
The pressure of daily delivery
Thrown away so heedlessly
Ownership and overnight oats don’t matter
Do you ever scrap the food off the plate?
Do you ever have to feel dry soil warming up?
Hands start freezing near the stove
And ash is left to bring back doomed death
Happy feet are printed upside down
Drown that thought and loop in abundance
Lush life mask of magnanimity
Can you remove that cover? Peel the sinner´s skin!
Fashion runways are made for casual cats to walk on
not that fucking ballistic bastard on the wall
We don’t ask those questions here
Remember: questions are an unsized fit
The designer of our plant-based paralysis
How does the cactus sting treatment work
When all water gushes out of its stem
The fruit once grown fell off long ago
9.81 decades and fancy fragrances sold out
Lord of paper planes
Crashing into the waves of plight
Deeper and deeper we sail on the windy waves of gaslight greens
Then you get more. Because you can
On point baby . Translate tricks .
The satisfaction the insane insatiable instinct of what I want in this society because it is me, myself and I that feeds into the laws of my petty puzzle party
Smoking is a deadly enterprise spotless pungent punctuation
Dash dash grammarly smash
Cards start bleeding with merciless jokers rushing to the hospital of money made monkey‘s
Put your lips together. Kiss the devil and pray for another infinite number of sulky springs
and slick summers, wailing winters and auburn autumns of that alcoholic apple bill
Open the gates to hell on earth
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