any method which increases profits through trickery will eventually catch up with the offending party


a societal ruin, rough skin still there
a realm of pause between tidings
is what fathomed forth fallacy, I believe, but
who cares? yeah, no one
houses without shutters, slaughtered
behind a simple surge of glamor
surely, “I” am not there, hiding in the cruelty of allusion
placing myself on the edge of a whirlwind, voluntarily,
only going as far as this bare faced statement
aged, intersecting and lacerated

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