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P2662 Sisyphean clown


I'm two balls deep, a middle aged creep, 
A bengali sisyphean clown. 
The rock of knowledge, I roll up the hill, 
The fuck then rolls all the way down.

The slippery hill, no time to chill,
Everything is a changeling around me. 
Everything artificial, everything intelligent, 
Only my honesty and labor comes free. 

The rich gets richer, where I am, 
The wretched poor easily forgive. 
I'm caught in a space-time panopticon, 
In loops of consensus narrative. 

People are fucks, rabid assholes,
They care only about their own selfish vomit. 
Me-me, my-fucking-my generation,
Now with machines to proxy shit. 

Rainbows in ruin, I am sanguine, 
The shit has finally hit the proverbial fan. 
I try to warn people, the toilet has been flushed, 
The present making circles in the pan. 


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