Saturday, June 13, 2020

America is Disgusted


by murk becoming mud such vanity such by life’s epilogue. our fascist history as it suffocates again our politic tenements. such misery where groups perish to use an idiot for propaganda. every move purely republican where it seems a war is impending. so clairvoyant, or someone selfish, sparked by office, refusing to step down. life as uncertain made hectic where one might vomit. more wrong than good. more infected than pure. where it seems so easy to die. to ruin everything in four years while too drugged up to realize America dying. (we examine our feelings while nonchalantly or so seduced by a maniac. (as relying on war, so, appeasing the people falls short on its totem pole.) to offend, desecrate, plummet success, disgrace medical, and deprive human rights while crapping on civility. the grand chief. America’s poison. where constituents appear incompetent.) postmodern imperialism. raw sickness. and devastated relaxation! a human is a victim. private talks justify reversing all progress. where money has become a semi-Hitler desolation. so systematic so devious while we keep looking for charisma. so alienated from America, like a man raised in China, appointed to preside over a space. gunboat diplomacy. sheer hatred for blacks. while impoverished people are disregarded. an American eczema. or American herpes. something all people despise. such slow panic where alarms are ringing or a knell is at our doors: ticking frustration or an American Revolution while documents are signed or forged. it becomes the regime the power where beating a baby is legal. such oligarchy or despot flustering if but so inarticulate he must force others to listen. skills are devoid so designed behind money where rich means worthy. such dung or fungus or American algae. the clock ticking for war the sheer disgusts for women, plus, a xenophobic/homophobic appetite. taking funding, to give to riches, while leather or face looks insincere. such distrusts from America, while cleaving to America, as the worst diplomat to have ever lived in America.           

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