I am a caricature...a folly.

Limit<lessismore> bodies, elections in the sun<sonofabitch>
heads <deep> within all the ones<1s that won> floating maybe reaching a breaking point a brittle bone memory<lossof> 
with a head straddled by trees danced so dire, too far<tooclose> from their motives
under uncertain reflections trickled,  being sucked into a coat of OCD
flowed from a empty casing<shell>, room on the spectrum<onthefarend>
being duplicated<cloned>, shadows danced to free my dysfunctional showers and they didn’t tire<notonce>
wearing masks so thin its feral<primalcover>
The ride Oh how I Oh how I copied and I pasted copied and I pasted<CONTROL C><CONTROL V>
It never stops to cling advertising<buynow> our dual minds in the smother of real appeal of fevers but like always...<andever>
I’m always spent pleasured past noon<12:47perhaps>, circumference ongoing gravitational pull of a white bleached whines<howls>
I process too mutant of a possession in that foreign exposure<outsider>
but its dead...<undead> likewise saddled on the correctness for hours<afterhours>
glint eyes of my own often false alarms with many personality<him,her,it,he,she,they,we,etc>
so shall we begin to repeat it all<dejavu>
needless to say for my needle in my erectile interests<addicted>
in seen ambiance of the present commotio<nowornever>
little feelings that sail blank faces<deletedeletedelete>
a sidewise body for the sandman, no light of day.<sweetdreams>