Solow

A pained, total disaster Mental reactor, put it to sleep A second coming after, fearing The laughter, feeding the sheep Fit so good, as if it would The trees of letters follow Raisin soot the earth, and would he care If all again restarted Sustained weeping his leaves, the summing of trees The simplest things, are living in solo, their living is so low Sustained, weeping his leaves, the summing of trees The simplest things, are living in solo, their living is so low Inflamed, sore, misdirected Somehow expected, wrapping round fate Designs, somewhat neglected Life form erected, breeding in hate A worm, somehow connected Cut off, dissected, feeding its cells A turn, selling rejection Selling infection, selling itself Sustained, weeping his leaves, the summing of trees The simplest things are living in solo, their living is so low Sustained, weeping his leaves, the summing of trees The simplest things are living in solo, their living is so low Alone, utter desertion manifestation, mutating swells A fly, landing inspection, gets an erection, hard for the spoiled skin The meat, rapidly aging Slowly decaying, touches the sore The mind, paying attention Insect dementia, if ever is seen The welt on your soul (Within sound) and isolation Degradation feels at home (Within truth) of perception Does deception ever know (Within sound) and isolation Degradation feels at home (Within truth) of perception Does deception ever know (Within sound) and isolation