I can only rant when I’m lost.

Wish I could strike the chords
like you guys
or go back to times
when LSD was legal

Nerves on my eyes
just throb
and gut dances nausea

Lost, when no one
really needs some time
to think of death,
live for lies

Aroused in fragments,
some worthless worm
wriggles on
and raises its silly head

Guess where it leads one

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