A flesh covered by plastic skin, burnt hair, dead cells
offered to the bin.
She tries and she dies in minutes of abjection, a truth lies
in lies;
Misery defined by the rich, beauty standardized in kitsch
And she struggles to attain a desired form, in her ignorance
eyes melt under chemicals, her vanity with technical influences
kills the natural, fake rides, empty heart, doors shut,
knowledge abolished by masses.
Brainwashed crawlers rip their flesh for a new model
Glass shards pierce their bulging eyes spraying blood on her fancy
shoes,
A
satisfying imagery for the fools, a grotesque beauty for an exigent jury;
But
who’s to blame when words embark on deaf journeys? hitting hard
a rocky ear, a pointless spear which misses a hidden target camouflaged by
cream
and a hot steam of ignorance; obsessed minds tired of thinking resume
to
a continues face clicking, to satisfy
their sexual needs, now transformed in bytes and mega
this
is their saga without any gods or demons, it’s just about the human females and blinded followers;
estranged
human race, they have to face a meltdown of feelings
because
this is the plastic world embraced by all.
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