Unfucking: a poem

She carted the shopping trolly

“Why am I fuckin homeless? Fuck you aggh”

Let us all unfuck each other

I promise to stop fucking myself literally and figuratively

Stop me fucking you you fucking them WTF

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The shopping trolley is the sinking ship

We are all on it

Some hanging on some pushing some pushed

The violence, the fucking violence

I am in an animal’s body WTF

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If we are all just fucking animal’s they got us

How much is sex worth with animals WTF

Unfuck me long time, please I want to unfuck you

WTF we too fucked, two fucked to unfuck

I am angry about all the fucking WTF

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The fact that all you and I do is fuck ourselves

When will we realise?

Life energy, animal energy, dicks stitches snitches bitches

Auugh, it feels good to release

Release something unfuckable for once.

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Release yourself, your self, selfless release

Playing games, maybe that will be a good high

There is nothing here, they left nothing

Just food for animals, hay hey you

It is empty but you have to create your unfuckable self.

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