Lost

[Raskolnikov]

There’s nothing left to do
Save stay true to this view;
A thousand voices
Moving a thousand times too fast
They never last—
Just come and go, come and go.
Misuse and abuse,
Masses of minions moving
Without opinion
Why should they though?
They’ve been told how it goes;
They’ve been taught.
Shady shadows slowly stalk
Wanting to walk,
Or maybe not.
Throngs thriving on lack of thought
Moving motionless of only one draught
Don’t they desire to drink?
Kink after kink in this sordid link—
Brought to the brink;
Didn’t they think
To look down,
To grasp the ground gapping wide
Groping around in the dark
Reaching for a switch,
Didn’t the taste on you lips
Move you for more?
Where will—
When will—
Desire drive you to drink?
I don’t want you to sink.
You, I deplore
“Please,
Reach for more.”
Don’t just ask for the score.
I want more and more;
Taking every taste,
Every dropplet
Of this sweet nectare,
And thriving on my thirst.
This is a Wasteland,
But there is a spout
Under these sands of time;
“Try to find out
what it’s all about”
TRY

 

[Mellabopper]

dood.... wow
i had no clue you were such a writer
Mella
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"does anyone know where we are? because i think i dont have a clue"
"damn the man, save the empire!" - empire records
Corruption is key.

 

[bc]

dood...mella...he's a helluva writer.
now imma have to bump up his page from my book...
bc