Monday, October 14, 2013



Lawlessness. Nihilism. Revolution. Insurrection.
Disorder, Chaos / Mayhem. It's one thing to apply oneself
to political upheaval.
But what about life itself?

A tattoo on your tit that says, I will not bend.
What happens when what is, twists it for you?
There's a thing about being on the outside that doesn't translate.
It will only hurt until you let go --

-- and realize you are alone.
There is no one that really cares. Except you, about you.
Bailouts may apply to financial institutions.
But text everyone you "know" right now.

No one cares about your troubles.
No one will commit to your anarchy.
Shut it on down.
You are going to get through this on your own.

Or not at all.

-- © Ciprianowords, Inc. 2013 --

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