Above Riddle, Below Cocaine


If you feel marvelous, act inscribed and make a living
Frustrations will be served in unsolicited
Forms of thick blood and lifeless water
Taking notes of a dying soul

If you feel inventive, ask what’s not wrong
In vastness there is a tasteless covenant
Wrapped in toilet papers, captive morals
The wholly represents the mangrove kingdom

If you feel unchecked, survive with your knuckle
And relish the worth of transhumanism
Hide the capsule from the winning
Statements of fleeting burden

If you feel unearthed, seek none
Like thin air developing under graspable condition
Of torn windshield pauses
Dispatched in an island of your submissive thoughts

If you feel delighted, try not to swing your arms
For it might simplify life from semi-circle discussion
A losing cobweb of pole dancing thirst
And fancy threesome of corporate magnitude