The Digression Of Convoluted Man Poem by Patrick Tincher

The Digression Of Convoluted Man



You see society is in a state of digression
A downward spiral
Plummeting a thousand miles
Convoluted minds brainwashed into submission
Subliminal messages pounding penetrating stealing killing
Vices like vipers doing whatever they please
Liquid trash cascading from the mouth of the common man
Throats like open graves making the world smell of death
Ruby red blood leaving machine like chests

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Lydia Burger 10 May 2010

I really like this one. One of my favorites.

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