sweating shaking to write
i just have
to be honest & it will turn
out alright put some children’s voices
on the track & turn
some wellbred men into        empaths
where does the writing
come from what does it 
want from me how
can i give it that
there used to be secrets
in gum wrappers but now
they’re black & void
i want to know more
than i ever have before
but knowledge dies
with you if you never
do anything about it
theory face mask lip mask
shaving cream body lotion
slather words everywhere
pretend to know what they
mean or where meaning
comes from in the first
place oh settle down Adam & Eve
sentience hasn’t killed most of us
yet