I’m a rent boy.
Being a good citizen is self-enslaved labor as you write about it — that’s
My conspicuous, shabby desire : to wipe out what’s fairly obvious..

Self restraint and an occasional intoxicant are my only
Recourse facing ugly style. That’s

how I became bilingual as sugar consumption skyrockets.

I’m full now of feast superstitions
& stratagems continuing the kickass ceremony
motivating the plan.