we fit right in
like a knife
in a gash
endless
hopeless
wretching
speaking
whispering streams
of vomit
from phone
to leash
to phone
swarming
sickened
rats crawl
through tubes
lubricated
by the shit ooze
they choose
talk about themselves
casually babbling about
body implants
The New Disorder was written by Randy Prozac.
The New Disorder was produced by Randy Prozac.