Take comfort in fugue fatal idols
Fags can starve same as the rest, the Natural
My presence an inherent point of contention
Force is the single spectacle worth mention
Pacification/categorization
Pacification/frail foundation
Boundless beautiful battered creations
You cannot contain what can’t be understood
Synthetic limits internalized as moral law
I don’t speak of mass or some common good
Assimilation write your own eulogy
For all the stories they spin, I aim to be worse