*Even a dying light
shouts out
In a silent world
a whisper
shines bright *
My cage is comfort
Forged with the will of eunuchs
My cage is comfort
I have become a fabrication
My cage is comfort
Your invite is in the post
A pisstake—
Mythsplaining—
to those left listening
You are a host but I'm not a guest
This channel is dead
Maybe I should change the way I dress and stop talking shit
Then I remember my
Cage of Comfort
Came here for the shelter
Stayed for the bars
w/ spiky convos and insults to the face falsely advertised as back slapping
A transcendent terror turns over a new leaf to become, to become
I cross out nothings & nowheres on my death wish list
No more teeth to bare, these lips do not snarl
If you invent your own they will deracinate you
You're writing on the wall wrong but living directly
Only when you fail as an artist can you live as a martyr
Come for the hype, stay for the slander
This is my Cage of Comfort
Bear witness to the
Exhibit
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