of Maxwell Clark
Donating one’s own humanity to the wastes.
Then it was like this.
Giving away our humanity because the world is so.
Pretty much so, yup.
I have no mouth to pee lazers of curly shapes.
Then I abstained from culling my everyday life for this.
Black is a night in somewhere.
Give up the trial of humanity, because pizza.
Hope to win the pizza always.
This is not what it is enough. I must do what it is. It can only be done like this.
A bland lazer-beam of artichokes. DID YOU KNOW?
NO, I HAD NO IDEA. GOOD! THANK YOU. LET US GO NOW.
Then I said what I said.
Nobody can understand this that well because they are too busy masturbating.
I wash myself with waters that are a liquid of chemical combinations.
A system of transferences.
Did you know that this is what I said?
I need rules to tell me what to do.