Der Hahn ist tod, lange lebe der Hahn!
getting back into the nasty habits the repetition the clocking ticking over the waking up and turning over to nothing the re-assimilation holds me in the here and now focus not on the duration the pushing existence of everything down the drain pulling itself ever tighter within an information density source of its own explosion unfurling as it had innumerable times before but also not buying into the consume distraction the engorged parasite upon an embattled system based upon master slave exploitation none of the have to haves giving out on desires wriggling up from the darkness from which l'existant is born nothing to do nothing to say my contacts come and go on an hourly rate